Please help I.D. this old timer....
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A pleasant surprise to see these cue photos -- it's almost identical to my very first cue. Mine had red nylon on the wrap v. the blue.
I doubt it is an Adams. Probably a Taiwan or China import cheapie from the 60's. Thanks for the memories.
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My first cue was a carefully considered investment I made one day after another of my runs through the sports department of The Emporium, a glorious downtown department store on Market Street, right across from the cable car turn platform. The store was a throwback to San Francisco’s post earthquake glory days, with its huge glass dome, and was the place my family purchased a good many of our necessities over the years.
The Cue that became the object of my lust was displayed in a glass case. The first time I saw it I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. And, with every passing visit, my desire grew and grew until it could not be denied. Somehow I scrimped and saved the $29.00 ransom the store wanted for The Cue -- with its own faux leather luggage-style case, with red flocked interior (of course), and which showed off the cue to best advantage -- and sealed the deal one memorable weekend.
The Cue was a transcendent thing of beauty: polished brass joint; rich polyurethaned walnut forearm; red and black specked nylon wrap (genuine); and a butt plate of iridescent multicolored rings. I thought my Mom and Dad were going to kill me when they found out I had squandered most of my meager funds on “a pool cue?!” and I did suffer some withering words, offered in fatherly counsel, about “wasting” my money. But I did not care. It was worth it all.
I remember frequently locking myself in my room and lovingly wiping down the forearm of The Cue, using several paper towels and much of my Mom’s can of Pledge. To this day, like catching the wafting scent of a perfume favored by an old flame, a whiff of lemon-scented Pledge still reminds me of that cue and our first summer together. After a few months I came to realize that the black luggage-style case (with red flocked interior) made my look of aspiring hustler somewhat less than credible and I switched over to a soft plain black zippered case.
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Lou Figueroa
I doubt it is an Adams. Probably a Taiwan or China import cheapie from the 60's. Thanks for the memories.
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(insert flashback music)
My first cue was a carefully considered investment I made one day after another of my runs through the sports department of The Emporium, a glorious downtown department store on Market Street, right across from the cable car turn platform. The store was a throwback to San Francisco’s post earthquake glory days, with its huge glass dome, and was the place my family purchased a good many of our necessities over the years.
The Cue that became the object of my lust was displayed in a glass case. The first time I saw it I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. And, with every passing visit, my desire grew and grew until it could not be denied. Somehow I scrimped and saved the $29.00 ransom the store wanted for The Cue -- with its own faux leather luggage-style case, with red flocked interior (of course), and which showed off the cue to best advantage -- and sealed the deal one memorable weekend.
The Cue was a transcendent thing of beauty: polished brass joint; rich polyurethaned walnut forearm; red and black specked nylon wrap (genuine); and a butt plate of iridescent multicolored rings. I thought my Mom and Dad were going to kill me when they found out I had squandered most of my meager funds on “a pool cue?!” and I did suffer some withering words, offered in fatherly counsel, about “wasting” my money. But I did not care. It was worth it all.
I remember frequently locking myself in my room and lovingly wiping down the forearm of The Cue, using several paper towels and much of my Mom’s can of Pledge. To this day, like catching the wafting scent of a perfume favored by an old flame, a whiff of lemon-scented Pledge still reminds me of that cue and our first summer together. After a few months I came to realize that the black luggage-style case (with red flocked interior) made my look of aspiring hustler somewhat less than credible and I switched over to a soft plain black zippered case.
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Lou Figueroa
Touchdown! I knew you would nail it as soon as I saw it. I didn't know the model, but I was 98% sure it was early Adam.
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Nice. Looks like the same pin on my old Adams which is from the early years...
Adam AH-26, just in case you were interested.
All the best,
WW
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My personal opinion is that it is not an Adams.
I say this because the similar cue I owned was purchased in the late 60's. I don't believe Adams were available until 1970. When they did become available, I owned a couple of them and my recollection is that the first ones all came with SS joints and linen wraps, not brass joints and and nylon wrap. They didn't come with their own black cardboard, red velour interior case, either
Lastly, I bought mine for $30 bucks. I don't think the first Adams cues were that cheap. In any case, there is room for doubt, IMO.Lou Figueroa
I stand corrected.
It's true the Adams cues had some wicked sharp pointed pins. I had a SS one that was like a needle.
Lou Figueroa