Two years ago, I was sitting in Jacob Leicht’s basement bedroom in Humboldt, Sask., four days after he was killed in the worst tragedy in Canadian sports history. His parents, Kurt Leicht and Celeste Leray-Leicht, talked about how the teachers at his high school used to rave about how diligently he must have practiced the saxophone when they never saw him bring it home once. They remembered when he was a young boy and he stumbled down the ladder of a play structure, hitting his cheek on each rung on the way down, then played a piano recital the next day with his left eye swollen shut.
Out of the Humboldt Tragedy Comes Purpose for Jacob Leicht's Family
