I could add a little to the saga, which is by no means over.
I first met Sailor in Oct. 1943 when I was home for boot leave from the Navy. The U.S. Navy that is. I had been playing pool for about 3 years at that time. I was playing pool with one of the owners, Dick Mann and Sailor says he even remembers which table we were playing on. Sailor was working there. I think this was well before He ran his first 100.
I skipped school a lot. One day as I was walking out the back door of the school after having just walked in the front I met a friend who was doing the same thing. His name is Nick Matto. He's dead but that's still his name. Nick said, what should we do? I, having recently been introduced to the game of pool said, why don't we play some pool? Nick replied, I don't know to play and I don't have any money. I said, that's okay, I have a dime and that's enough for two games. So we went to the pool room and I handed Nick a cue, told him every thing I knew about the game, which took a good 10 seconds and we player a game of rotation, which I won. That was the last time I beat Nick in a game of pool for about 60 years, but that's another story. We played another game which he won and my dime was gone so we moved on. Within a couple of weeks Nick was beating everyone in town. Nick had only one eye. He lost one in a rubber gun fight when he was nine. This was 1940. I played a lot of pool in that three year period before going into the Navy. Later Nick and Sailor became close friends and I think it was Nick taught Sailor for some time and later they taught each other.
Dave Nelson