I am telling this story not as any sort of a reply to the dolt who started this thread, but to entertain and maintain the Fatty legend. I too, knew and played, Bill Meachum and Dennis Gieske. So what? How does that give credibility to your conclusions, or your nasty political agendas?
I, like Jay Helfert, treasure the time I spent around Fats, the most unforgettable character I've ever come across in life. You shoulda been dere.
Roy Acuff, the Hall of Fame, billionaire country music producer from Nashville, would give Fatty anything he needed. He loved Fatty and doted around him like a schoolgirl. This I garnered from Roy's chauffeur, Joey Bowman (also a pool player from Johnson City, Tenn.). Roy probably put Fatty up and paid for his lodging and expenses at the hotel he wound up living in, in Nashville.
Years earlier there was a pool tournament in Nashville. Joey Bowman was there, and so was Fats. Fats told Joey to go to Roy's office and tell him to get his a-ss down to Fat's hotel room -- right now! When Joey went back to Roy's office (it was in a building he owned, which was like a block square) and told him what Fatty had said, Roy's reply was, "Fatty wants to see me?" and giggled like a kid. Roy closed up the whole operation and zipped downtown to see Fats.
When he went into Fat's hotel room, and naturally it was crammed with other people, Fats dragged his butt in and then got Roy to "second" about 20 of Fat's lies.
Fats even told stories about the "old days" when Roy was broke with no place to sleep, and Fats would give him money to eat and get a room. When Fatty asked Roy to confirm that he was telling the truth, Roy Acuff just shook his head up and down and said, "Yes, Fatty, yes Fatty."
Beard