He only ever played “good enough to win” he never took on any tough action. We used to sit on the rail for hours waiting for a customer, we used to go do laundry together a few doors down, eat Chinese food.
He was a good guy. Was a true hustler, dressed like a college professor-kaki pants and collared shirts. He didn’t look like he was playing for a living. Nobody would guessed it. No flashy shots or big breaks, soft easy action and always polite. He hooked his fish real good, he helped me refine my fishing skills. I was already hood at that when we met-he just made me better at that. Being more gentle
He added the real wood kit into his Camery(or what ever it was) he was very proud of his car. The wood accents were very nice.
He mentored me for a few years, when I fell into telemarketing he said “run with it-you’re locking up a big score every week”. He was happy for me, not jealous.
We both shared a love for Tad cues. Both played with Tads. He played stronger than I did. At one time before his shoulder got bad he played a lot stronger.
I remember when Freddy told me Dave had passed away. That was brutal, lost a good friend. Freddy was a friend too. I always got along well with him.
Cuetopia was one hell of a pool room. It was mostly Mary’s work that made it great. Sadly it didn’t end well(and no I will never make that public). It just didn’t work out after 7-8 years I’d guess. That’s all I’ll ever say about that. Not my biz to put in public.