Holmgren invited Boudreau to his parents’ home on the east side for Thanksgiving.

“None of the silverware was missing, so that was good. Not that it would have been worth anything,” quipped Holmgren, the Flyers’ president who played 11 NHL seasons, mostly with Philadelphia.

Boudreau wrote about coming home in the wee hours, pounding on the door and waking Holmgren up to let him in because he had lost his keys, and how Holmgren admonished him for his misguided priorities.

“Holmer was somebody I should have learned from,” Boudreau wrote.

Holmgren was asked to remember his bygone roommate and whether he squandered his potential by living too much of the high life.

“You see a guy with all that ability, if he was able to settle down, good things were going to happen. He had a world of talent as a player,” Holmgren said. “It was a different time. Who knows?”

A different time indeed. Rookie hazing flourished among the Saints. It was downright sadistic.

“Billy (Butters) was into hazing in those days and they did a number on him,” Holmgren.