Maybe 25 years or so ago, in Delaware, I met an old timer that was 81 years old. He was hitting balls on a table and I got the table next to him. He asked if I wanted to shoot some and I thought why not

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He wanted to play straight and asked if I knew the game, I told him sure but it had been a number of years since I last played. I racked and we got started. He was good and it was easy to see he had once probably been very formidable, Lindy D'Onofrio was his name.
I started meeting him every Saturday afternoon to play some 14.1. As we got to know each other he shared stories from his younger years when he used to play with the likes of Jimmy Carras and Mosconi when he was visiting Wilmington, and about seeing Ralph Greenleaf play. He always had some fascinating stories and I enjoyed listening to him.
Along the way he would pass on tips and tricks and all manner of knowledge of the game as he had been playing for so many years.
He passed away at the ripe age of 97 years old. He never once thought about giving up the game he loved, and willingly shared his knowledge and more importantly some of the lore that makes the mystique of this game so colorful and interesting.
I absolutely consider it a privilege to have played with him those times I did and hope that in some small way as I age, I'm now 62, that I am able to pass on some of what I have seen and learned to another young and eager player.
i see no reason to slow down, I am not quite the shot maker I was at one time, and I do take breaks for the game from time to time, but I don't ever see myself completely walking away from it.