I am going to dig out the column he did on his and my friend, Jack Gunne, who passed at an early age. It brings tears to my eyes every time I read it, and in my mind was the greatest piece of sports writing ever. it is even more apropos now with George's passing.
Beard
This is an excerpt from George's column, "The Gunner." a eulogy to our friend Jack Gunne, a certified pool bug who died prematurely at age 46.
.....And that's how I found myself in Jack's wife's quiet little Indiana hometown, across the desk from the cemetery's Public Relations Director - surely a title fit to take its place alongside Jumbo Shrimp and Military Intelligence..... I filled the time another way, and returned to Jack's open casket in the chapel. I slipped in what I had the family's permission to: two cubes of chalk, so new they were still shiny on the surface, the jaunty red wrapper of National Tournament Chalk a stark contrast to my gray friend in his beige suit. And, since my life turned out to be based on words, I included a note.
"So long, buddy.
Thanks for the game.
Tale care of these two cubes.
I'll come around when it's my shot,
And we can play forever.
G."
My message to you too, George.
(Here is the link to the entire column, http://www.billiardsdigest.com/showblogentry.php?id=17 You can also view "The Best of George Fels" on that page and get a look at his greatest columns: )
George Fels came to our booth at the SBE in the early 90's and examined our case with great scrutiny. This went on for about 20 minutes and after finally deciding on a dark brown case with minimal tooling, he said "I'll take this one". As he reached inside his coat pocket to retrieve his check book, he looked at me with a puzzled look and said, "I must have left my check book at home. Would you hold this case for me and I will mail you a check". At this point, having no clue who this fellow was, I said sure just write your name and address for me. After seeing the name George Fels, I said your the writer for Billiards Digest and your column is the first one I read every month. He smiled and said yes that would be me and I am glad you enjoy my column. Needless to say, he left our booth with his case and his check was there waiting for us upon our return home. Just about every year thereafter when we would meet George always thanked me for trusting him to take the case without paying for it first. We will miss him a lot. Our sincerest condolences to his family.
So sorry to read this news. I have only met George a few times at various pool happenings, but I got to know him on this forum through his contributions to various threads and colloquy with me.
I remember one time, I replied to him and called him "Baby Cakes." He said nobody has called him "Baby Cakes" in a long time, and he was absolutely thrilled.
George Fels is a rock in the pool world that will never be washed away. His legacy will live forever through his words of wisdom he shared for many years. RIP to George Fels. May he rest in peace always. My deepest sympathies go out to his friends, loved ones, and family.
.....And that's how I found myself in Jack's wife's quiet little Indiana hometown, across the desk from the cemetery's Public Relations Director - surely a title fit to take its place alongside Jumbo Shrimp and Military Intelligence..... I filled the time another way, and returned to Jack's open casket in the chapel. I slipped in what I had the family's permission to: two cubes of chalk, so new they were still shiny on the surface, the jaunty red wrapper of National Tournament Chalk a stark contrast to my gray friend in his beige suit. And, since my life turned out to be based on words, I included a note.
"So long, buddy.
Thanks for the game.
Tale care of these two cubes.
I'll come around when it's my shot,
And we can play forever.
G."
My message to you too, George.