The game of pool has always and will always mean something special to me. As a child I remember living in a house in Queens (New York). We lived in a three story house not including the basement which made it four floors. One day someone whom I can not recall gave my dad a regulation size pool table. We didn’t have a lot of material things growing up as we were ten children total. I remember the first time I saw that pool table set up in the basement with the cue sticks set up on the wall. My first thought was (man I am never going to get to my turn on that thing).
For what seemed like “months” later I finally got my turn to play. My dad asked me to play and since I didn’t know how to he offered to show me how. He showed me the shots to take and when to take them. Bank shots and shots I never thought I would ever make but I did. Eventually I surpassed the teacher and the road got ruff I thought. I thought I would just throw that in there lol.
Playing billiards with my dad was a very special time in my life that I often think about. My dad has since then past on and I miss him very much. You could say that billiard balls, pool tables and cues will always remind me of dad. Create your own memories with the ones you love playing billiards. You will not regret one moment of it I promise you.
