I first met Nick at Country Cue Billiards in Peabody Mass. It was summertime and from what I remember, "He was from Baltimore but had come up to Peabody to stay with family.
We played a lot of partner matches. John Marco and Nick against myself and Bobby Pag. Straight pool mostly. Nothing big! Five dollar action.
Nick and I did play heads up once. I beat him pretty soundly. He walking out the door and I asked him, "Where are you going? He replied, "I'm going home to get more money." I shot back at him, "Hurry Up!" He didn't come back. I guess he didn't like my confidence."
Years passed and when he came back around the North Shore of Massachusetts, He was way ahead of the rest of the competition.
He played in tournaments for over a year in our area and never lost a set. I know because I started his streak and ended it.
Nick was as good as anyone at one-scratch nine-ball. If he shot the shot, he made it. if he played safe. You were blind and typically within fractions of an inch from the ball he was putting you behind.
His break was, second to none.
He had the total package.
It's a shame his life ended so early.
I miss him.