Maurice Garin - Death and Commemoration

Death and Commemoration

In 1933 the "Stade Vélodrome Maurice Garin" was built in Lens, and named in his honour.

In 1938 Garin was awarded the gold medal of Physical Education by the Minister of Sport for France, Leo Lagrange.

Garin is remembered as a short, determined man, even authoritarian. As an old man he became confused. His biographer, Franco Cuaz, said:

... He wandered through Lens asking "Where is the control? Where is the control?" as his mind brought back images of the hotels where riders signed check sheets in the first Tours.

... He regularly ended up at the town's police station, from where he was escorted back home. Often he was far from home, without knowing where he was or where he was going.

In 2003 a street was named after him in Maubeuge on the 100th anniversary of his 1903 win in the Tour de France.

In 2004 Les Amis de Paris–Roubaix placed a cobblestone on his grave, a traditional trophy for winners of the Paris–Roubaix race.

In Arvier, the village in Italy where he was born, there is a monument in his honour. His biographer, Franco Cuaz, said:

“ Every year, the municipality sends me French people who want to see the house where he was born. It's like a pilgrimage. ”

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