Thanks Fran Crimi ! Thanks CJ Wiley !

the first time I got robbed at gunpoint I was with Dalton in Minneapolis on Lake St.

I took that photo, too.

That's an awesome picture, thanks, Fran, you must have sent it to me a few years ago.

I was just thinking of the first time I got robbed at gunpoint I was with Dalton in Minneapolis on Lake Street, about to go into a Pool Room named 'Gentleman Jim's' .....the color of that parrot reminded me because that's what color they said my face was after it happened. :shocked2:
There's nothing like getting lifted to your tip toes by a 45 Caliber to "lift your spirits"......especially when you're an 18 year old kid.

Anyway, I thought that experience had been blocked out, but it came back in vivid color when I saw that picture - it's sometimes unusual what anchors us to repressed memories. ;)
 
That's an awesome picture, thanks, Fran, you must have sent it to me a few years ago.

I was just thinking of the first time I got robbed at gunpoint I was with Dalton in Minneapolis on Lake Street, about to go into a Pool Room named 'Gentleman Jim's' .....the color of that parrot reminded me because that's what color they said my face was after it happened. :shocked2:
There's nothing like getting lifted to your tip toes by a 45 Caliber to "lift your spirits"......especially when you're an 18 year old kid.

Anyway, I thought that experience had been blocked out, but it came back in vivid color when I saw that picture - it's sometimes unusual what anchors us to repressed memories. ;)

Great story, CJ. Glad to hear you survived to tell it. Most players don't really know what it was like being on the road. Some think they know because they've traveled to a few destinations, but it's different and dangerous when you actually live on the road.

This is not a road story but I remember the time Dalton played Sammy Kong in Chelsea Billiards for 39 hours straight. Dalton was ahead, and even though his contacts were scratching his eyes and he could barely see, he stayed in the game because when you are up, you never quit as long as your opponent wants to continue playing and try to win his money back. That was the law of the land.

I went home and got a few hours sleep, went to work, stopped by during lunch, went back to work, came during dinner and they were still playing. Later that night when Sammy quit, Dalton had to hang on to my arm leaving the pool room because his eyes were completely red and he was nearly blind. It took days to recover his sight.
 
Great story, CJ. Glad to hear you survived to tell it. Most players don't really know what it was like being on the road. Some think they know because they've traveled to a few destinations, but it's different and dangerous when you actually live on the road.

This is not a road story but I remember the time Dalton played Sammy Kong in Chelsea Billiards for 39 hours straight. Dalton was ahead, and even though his contacts were scratching his eyes and he could barely see, he stayed in the game because when you are up, you never quit as long as your opponent wants to continue playing and try to win his money back. That was the law of the land.

I went home and got a few hours sleep, went to work, stopped by during lunch, went back to work, came during dinner and they were still playing. Later that night when Sammy quit, Dalton had to hang on to my arm leaving the pool room because his eyes were completely red and he was nearly blind. It took days to recover his sight.

Fran,

Now that is a Great Story.

I don't mean to offend an entire generation, but many of this generation simply do not know or understand what words like 'Code of Conduct & 'Honor' really mean.

Some will say that those things have nothing to do where money is concerned. They simply do not understand that it is not really about the money.

As CJ said Dalton taught him the money is just the result...the money is not the incentive.

Again, Great Story Fran. Sounds like Dalton had 'heart' as well wisdom beyond his years & a Good Heart too.

Again, I'm so sorry for your loss of such an individual.

All of the Best to You,
Rick
 
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Dalton understood and practiced the principles of the "old school" ways.

Great story, CJ. Glad to hear you survived to tell it. Most players don't really know what it was like being on the road. Some think they know because they've traveled to a few destinations, but it's different and dangerous when you actually live on the road.

This is not a road story but I remember the time Dalton played Sammy Kong in Chelsea Billiards for 39 hours straight. Dalton was ahead, and even though his contacts were scratching his eyes and he could barely see, he stayed in the game because when you are up, you never quit as long as your opponent wants to continue playing and try to win his money back. That was the law of the land.

I went home and got a few hours sleep, went to work, stopped by during lunch, went back to work, came during dinner and they were still playing. Later that night when Sammy quit, Dalton had to hang on to my arm leaving the pool room because his eyes were completely red and he was nearly blind. It took days to recover his sight.


Yes, you don't hear about these "marathon sets" much these days, but that was how we all built up "heart" and will to win. I use to play until my very bones ached and then get up the next day and do it again.

This is what we call "old school" and Dalton understood and practiced the principles of the "old school" ways. The cardinal rule was NEVER QUIT!!! ....and such is life.
 
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