No, I can’t remember the name of the walk down room you are taking about, Jay. I had been in it though numerous times. Pete’s was almost across the street from Bob’s Big Boy & there was a bar called The Scene with two bar tables next to that.
Andy - Las Vegas
Hi guys,
Could the downstairs room in Glendale have been Jensen's?
I grew up a few miles east of Glendale in Highland Park, graduated from high school in '69 and we had a family billiards room called Chalk and Cue. At that time the room was pristine, 14 9' gc's and a 10' Brunswick snooker table, The room later became Highland Park Billiards and finally closed just last year.
Back then table time was $.75 per hour per player (max $1.50 per hour if more than two players) with a free half hour for every two hours played.
I worked there for several years on and off after graduating...used to brush the tables, clean the rails and empty the ash trays after each group finished playing.
Before it was a pool hall it was a Thrifty drug store. The owner/proprietor was Mike Sanders and his wife was a very pretty woman named Donna. For a period of time they lived in the converted offices that were upstairs but they moved out after the Sylmar earthquake. She said the place was swaying like a roller coaster and refused to sleep there again.
By that time I was working the desk, vacuuming the place at noon when it opened and checking customers in and out and they rented the upstairs room to me. I was on top of the world, the key to my apartment was the key to the front door of the pool room.
Of course i screwed up after just a few months and they kicked me out after I had an old girlfriend (underage by just a few short months) spend the night and her sister was waiting for her when Mike arrived that day. She gave him, me and the sister hell and Mike told me he couldn't afford any problems like that and I had to move.
Mike liked to gamble at pool and cards but overall Chalk and Cue had more characters than high stakes players. Back then you could get around Los Angeles pretty easily and many of the guys from Glendale visited Chalk and Cue as well.
Ginacues and Tads were the cues of the day and around 1971 I bought a beat up '64 Gina from a tall guy named Cam, still have the cue and had Ernie restore it a few years ago.
Mike and Donna treated me very well and they moved to Vegas in '71 or '72 and I'm curious if any of you ran into them or know what became of them. When they left L. A. he had one of the first Dodge Challengers, lime green and a sweet barbells and gunsights Ginacue.
After they left the room went through a couple of management changes. At some point one of the guys that had a few bucks (John Weissen) put up a few bucks and we were renting the room. He was the money man and I was the lackey but i was on top of the world again. We both also worked at Dodger Stadium because the room really wasn't paying for itself.
We had a falling out and he left me on my own. He was a good guy but we were both probably too young and headstrong. The room wasn't making any money and I was on my last legs without him and one night a buddy who watching the room for me stayed past 2:00 am as there was some action going on. I remember it was Johnny McGill and a guy named Cal, maybe the same California Cal that Andy mentioned from Pete's.
The room had big picture windows in the front but had some nice blackout curtains and although they had pulled the curtains, no one moved their cars and there were about 10 cars parked right in front of the building. This attracted the attention of the local police car that patrolled the local business district they busted the game up and sent everyone home.
Before this I already had two run in's with the local LAPD for having a little pot and even though neither one stuck I wasn't in the mood for more contact with the judicial department so I walked out the next day and turned in the keys to the local realtor that owned the place.
The next proprietor was a young man called San Diego Bill, tall and thin, looked like a rock star, and another beautiful wife that rode horses and always came in with those riding pants and boots.
I realized then i need to get myself together and my girl persuaded me to enroll in a junior college and for all intents and purposes my pool days were done.
Just retired last year and miss the old rooms. Been checking them out but haven't found the one that feels right yet but the search continues.
By the way, I used to hang with a guy named Andy Hughes who lived across the street from ERHS, you the same guy Andy? From what I can remember we had some good times, although a little crazy. If that's you it seems like you're doing well and I'm glad to hear it.
For those of you still reading, my apology for the long post, but the topic brought up some old memories of days gone by.
Best to all of you
Tony Centi