True Crime Tuesday: Remembering The Humboldt Broncos

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It feels like it’s been a minute since I’ve done a TCT post. Maybe because I feel like I’ve been really busy, but also the days are just absolutely dragging at work. I wasn’t even totally sure I was going to do one this week until a creepy story broke on Monday night from New York, but we’ll get to that in a minute.

I want to start with something a little bit different that I know is not technically “true crime,” but I created this regular post to talk about crazy/interesting crimes talking place across the globe so we can be aware, but also to talk about the deaths of people who were victims, taken from this world before it seemed fair or just; before they had a chance to experience whatever they went for in life.

And so, with that in mind, the Humboldt Broncos fit that sentiment.

I don’t know if it’s been clear to anyone watching my use of U’s in words, or my excessive politeness (I’m not), but I am Canadian.

I love being from Canada. I, personally, think we’re a wonderful country to live, with a Prime Minister who’s heart is in the right place, even if he does take some missteps. I love our national identity as welcoming and open, a country for equality and embracing differences. We don’t always get it right, but we try. I love that we’re self-deprecating and can joke about beavers, harsh winters, maple syrup and our excessive love of hockey.

In this time of that flaming dumpster fire of a human being, President Trump, I feel super blessed to be from where I’m from.

This past weekend, Canada experienced a tragedy. One especially hard for the community it’s affecting, but also the country as a whole. I’ve been touched, and had some faith in humanity restored, by the outpouring of love and support that has been shown, not just from fellow Canadians, but actually from all over the world.

And credit where credit is due, even Trump had a nice word to say, whether he felt it or not (unlikely.)

On Friday, April 6th, a bus carrying the Humboldt Broncos junior hockey team was hit by an 18-wheeler at an intersection in rural Saskatchewan.

To date, fifteen people have been declared dead. Dozens of survivors remain in hospital, four still in critical condition. A fundraising campaign for the survivors, and victims’ families, has become GoFundMe’s most successful Canadian fundraiser ever, raising almost $7-million by Tuesday morning.

I am so amazed, but also not surprised.

On Saturday night, multiple NHL teams paid tribute to those involved in the accident – young Canadian men and their mentors, who loved our national game and had dreams of the big leagues.

I’d like to list all those who were taken, so you see their names and know them. This list was provided by The Globe and Mail. 

The Players:

  • Logan Boulet, 21, of Lethbridge, Alta.
  • Adam Herold, 16, of of Montmartre, Sask.
  • Logan Hunter, 18, of St. Albert, Alta.
  • Jaxon Joseph, 20, of Edmonton
  • Jacob Leicht, 19, of Humboldt, Sask.
  • Conner Lukan, 21, of Slave Lake, Alta.
  • Logan Schatz, 20, of Allan, Sask.
  • Evan Thomas, 18, of Saskatoon
  • Parker Tobin, 18, of Stony Plain, Alta.
  • Stephen Wack, 21, of St. Albert, Alta.

The Personnel:

  • Tyler Bieber, announcer, 29, of Humboldt, Sask.
  • Mark Cross, assistant coach, 27, of Strasbourg, Sask.
  • Darcy Haugan, head coach, 42, of Humboldt, Sask.
  • Brody Hinz, stats expert, 18, of Humboldt, Sask.
  • Glen Doerksen, bus driver, 59, of Carrot River, Sask.

RIP, gentlemen. 

Tell those who need to hear it, you love them. Because you never know… Life is short.

Stay safe. Be Kind. But, take no shit.

Later, Murderinos ✌️🔪

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