Thank you so very much for the kind words. It helps to erase the unpleasantness I have experienced on this forum from mean-spiritedness that is exhibited on AzBilliards from time to time.
One pool memory that I will never, ever forget, probably one memory I will think of as a top favorite in my entire life, was when Keith and I drove cross country to Vegas for an IPT tournament. I have a phobia of flying on airplanes, and I refused to get on a plane. Keith was stuck with me driving. I made it out there in 4 days, driving about 600 miles a day.
In fact, we got there a day early and went to the Cue Club to hang out. It was during the day, dead as a door nail. Earl Strickland arrived that day, and when he walked in, he said to me, "Man, I can't believe you drove here instead of flying. I haven't done driving on the road to tournaments in a long time." :embarrassed2:
Well, I can't tell you how much I enjoyed that drive, seeing America up front and close, those pristine cornfields in Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, and Oklahoma, and then the herds of cattle in Kansas and Nebraska. Man, Nebraska is flat, and it seemed like they only had one Starbucks in the entire State, but I found it. :grin-square:
I had never seen the Rocky Mountains before, and it was so green. We saw a mother mountain goat and her baby climbing up a mountain. Priceless! We stopped in Vail, and much to Keith's disappointment, I went shopping. They had a golf course there that was the most beautiful I think I've ever see. Keith said Pepple Beach golf course is the best he's seen, but I liked this one. :smile:
It seemed like we were the only car on the road in some parts of Utah, and the mountains and terrain, they were all red. I got a little nervous when I saw signs that said next gas station 108 miles. I was praying my car wouldn't break down, even though it was only 2 years old.
The first time I'd ever seen a rainstorm in the distance was in Arizona. Talk about blue skies and seeing forever and ever! It was there in Arizona that I decided to experience my Native American heritage, stopping at every single Native American store on the way home. I bought some beautiful items that I still cherish today.
I posted at the hotel rooms each night on the way to Vegas and on the way home. It was an experience I will never forget. When I retire, we're going to do it again, this time hanging out in California for a spell. That way, I can see my brothers, and Keith can see his friends. I can't wait!

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Every now and then, I like to reminisce and read that thread. It brings back happy memories for me:
JAM's Picture Page From Vegas
If somebody gave me a free ticket to fly to California, I'd turn it town. I want to drive again and experience it, seeing how the rest of the country lives, meeting new people on the road. It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and I hope I get the opportunity to do it again. :smile: