I work in a pool room in Cullman, Al and know the old fart pretty well. He still comes to the pool room and plays some now and then, and doesn't hit em too bad still today. I enoy sitting and listening to a lot of his stories. Some seem to get rather far fetched and that is to be expected I suppose, but I would really like to hear about some encounters or stories anyone may have about him back when he was on the road. Good or bad I'd like to hear them all.
