Tell Marshall, that Dave has been managing "Snookers" in Antioch, TN (suburb of Nashville) for 20+ years. He probably hasn't played pool seriously in 15 years. Unfortunately his wife died of cancer, so he spent quite a few years working all night, and taking care of his wife during the day (before she passed). Everytime I go home, he is still at Snooker's...so I imagine he'll be there until he retires.
About 2 in the morning when we closed (in those days) I would talk Dave into getting on the front table and showing me some stuff. Dave would get his glass of Crown and a cigar and shoot pool for an hour or so with me, showing me one pocket and 9 ball -- as well as telling me great stories of the road. As Marshall might remember, Dave played real good one pocket and 9 ball. Earl Strickland came through in the early 80's after winning his first world championship and gave Dave the 7 and the break (not a huge spot considering how good Earl plays/played). They played for 2 days and broke even....and 9 ball isn't Dave's game.
The two people Dave liked to tell more stories about were Eddie Taylor and Marshall "Squirrel" Carpenter....and how good they both played.
Here is a funny story you can relay to Squirrel and see if this rings a bell. Dave was on the road with someone at this time...may have been Squirrel, maybe not. Anyhow, Ugly Dave wasn't called "Ugly" Dave because he's handsome. He's not really grotesque...just average (but for whatever reason his nickname was "Ugly"). Imagine a white guy of medium stature with a grey afro, and grey beard (kind of reminded me of that painter on t.v. Bob Ross). That is Dave. So...Dave is on the road, and they drive buy this rather attractive looking girl who is walking down the street. Dave looks at this partner and says I bet you $2000 I can take her home by just saying two words to her. Well...his partner looks at Dave, and is generally curious and says, "You've got a bet!". Dave does a u-turn in the middle of the road, drives down to where the girl is. He rolls down his window and she looks over. He fans a big wad of hundred dollars bills at her, opens up his door, and says, "Get in." Needless to say, Dave scored an easy $2K that night. Dave had a million stories like this.
Anyhow, tell Squirrel I said good luck with finding someone to play.
Matt