Cuaba said:
I was in Dayton about 15 years ago and I met Joe Burns at the room he had at the time. He showed me a box of old pictures, and many of them looked like the ones in this thread. I know some of them were from this tournament, because he said it was the first big tournament Earl ever won.
I heard that Joe died several years ago. He was a great guy, and he loved the game. Are these images that were scanned from the pictures he kept in a box? If so, there were a lot more than just these.
I would love to look at that box of pictures again.
Joe was my mentor as a kid growing up in Dayton. He took care of me and looked out for me. Pool rooms in Dayton back in the 60's could be dangerous places, full of outlaws and worse. Wink's poolroom (the predecessor to Forest Park) was the hangout for the Stepp Gang, a notorious bunch of tough guy/criminals.
If not for Joe, I may have gotten hurt more than once, gambling with some of these thieves. I would play 9-Ball and Tonk with them and sometimes take their money. Little did I know, that I could have been jumped outside and beaten up badly if Joe wasn't around. Joe feared no one and everyone feared Joe. He was known to carry a large caliber weapon most of the time, and was a crack shot.
Joe was the "boss" of the Dayton pool scene, and if he liked you, you had a pass everywhere. Thank God he liked me. He knew I was from a privileged home, my father being a prominent surgeon in town. I think he liked, that even as a kid, I was not afraid to get in the box and mix it up with seasoned players. Yes, I lost over and over again, but I learned. And I never whimpered about my losses, just came back and tried again.
Joe was also the best Bank Pool player in town, and it took a top player to beat him. Only Donnie Anderson from Cincy could in that neck of the woods. I saw him play Eddie Taylor getting 9-7, and Joe played great and still lost. That was when I found out who Taylor was, the best banker alive.
Joe always carried a roll of !,000 dollar bills. Maybe twenty or thirty K. I never saw them anywhere else. He gave me one the last time I saw him and I still have it.
I guess he was like my Dad in the poolroom. I know in some way he loved me. He always made me feel special when I was around. And I was not a good player yet, just a young kid. I knew he was an outlaw too, but I didn't care. He was my friend, and I liked being around him. He always spoke his mind to everyone and anyone. VERY DIRECT! And never backed down from anyone at any time. On or off a pool table.
I've never met anybody else quite like him, except maybe Cornbread. Puckett too was like that. That's why I liked those guys so much. Direct, to the point and in your face. Not nasty or obnoxious, just point blank with their comments.