One thing about this section is that we are seeing how much those early pool cues
meant to us,
when Billy mentioned buying his $17,95 Brunswick Hoppe cue with the brass joint
I was reminded when i went to the same store down on Industrial Avenue in Dallas
and bought mine there.
I didn't know Billy at the time ,but I had seen the movie the Hustler and tasted the thrill
of my first few scores,suddenly I saw an opportunity in my min to escape the mundane world
of mediocrity that was all that I had looking forward t to.
Of course the pool world held hopes for high adventure,glamour (at least the hope).and
an opportunity to get through college without the part time jobs that held forth nothing but
slave s wages and long boring drudgery.
I could go on with the hopes and dreams that swelled in my breast as i purchased my
first pool cue,but i prefer to suggest that every time I get a new one today I feel something of that
feeling ,that moment in time that I bought that first cue
not just getting not just getting a piece of wood with leather here and there and a screw in the middle,I was buying a whole new way of life .
I used to feel precisely those things when I was 13, 14, 15... endless hours practicing by myself ( now full-circle on that aspect ), hoping and dreaming with an impossible goal to shoot for ( pun intended ). The possibilities were endless in those days. One of the hallmarks of being so young, I suppose. There was constantly magic in the air. If not on the table I was on, then in the stories I would hear or the lessons / advice I would get from the older players, ESPECIALLY from the original owner. He really took me under his wing in a lot of ways. I very much respected and appreciated that old man.
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