It was the end of a long day of celebrations, in a week of celebrations, and O'Ree was lounging on a chair near the home dressing room at TD Garden. He wasn't sure why he was waiting, but he had been promised one last surprise on a day, Jan. 18, 2018, which Boston Mayor Marty Walsh had proclaimed as Willie O'Ree Day in the city of Boston, and NHL commissioner Gary Bettman had gifted him the game sheets from his first game as a member of the Bruins.
This would top them all.
Matt and John Grzelcyk stood in the middle of the now-empty Bruins dressing room. They had the sweater in hand. They passed it over to O'Ree who, surrounded by his family, swiftly realized what he was now holding, as they explained how it had come to be in their possession, how they had not known what it was for so long.
It was now back with him. It was everything.
"I actually don't have words that can really express how I feel," O'Ree said, emotion evident in his face.
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The Grzelcyks could see what their gift had meant.
"It kind of hit me right then, just seeing his reaction because I knew it was a big deal, I didn't know it was that big a deal," Matt Grzelcyk said. "Just getting to meet him was crazy."
O'Ree had gone home after the 1960-61 season thinking he would be back with the Bruins. He had no reason to think otherwise. He had played 43 games that season, scoring all four of his career NHL goals and all 10 of his assists.
But he didn't come back. He was traded that offseason, to the Montreal Canadiens, informed by a reporter in a phone call. The Bruins never even let him know that he was no longer a member of their organization.
"When I left the Bruins, I thought that I was coming back," O'Ree said. "I got traded, and the only thing that I was sorry about was] that I wasn't able to get my jersey.
"I'm just thrilled. I'm just thrilled that I'm holding the jersey I wore back in '60-61. A few years ago."
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It felt right in his hands, seemingly half the size of the jerseys of today, and a wool that O'Ree recalled was hardly a breathable material.
But it didn't really matter then, and it didn't matter now. After so long sitting in the Grzelcyks' house in Charlestown, separated from its rightful owner, it was back with O'Ree, destined to be framed in glass and put up in his house in San Diego.
It mattered that he was the one to wear it, and that it was his again.
"I'm blessed," O'Ree said, holding the jersey tightly. "I really am."