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This article was published 13/12/2012 (1687 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
There is deer meat cooking on the stove and fresh flatbread on the table in the home of Farron Cochrane, unquestionably one of the elders of aboriginal hockey in Manitoba.
Cochrane is sitting at the kitchen table of his home on Peguis First Nation with his childhood sweetheart-turned-wife-turned-hockey-mom Pearl, and between them they have raised six boys. The three daughters never took up the game.
Giggled Pearl: "He (Farron) wanted them to be girls."
Had they played, the Cochrane daughters would surely have been defencemen, too. Just like dad and all six of his sons.
What would life be like without the game?
"Oh, man, if there wasn’t any hockey..." Farron starts.
"... the kids would be lost," Pearl finishes.
Read more of Randy Turner's story about hockey in Peguis and other First Nations communities in Saturday's Free Press and online at www.winnipegfreepress.com