How about snooker at the Wabash Cigar Store

How about pin ball machines---

Not that I ever did this--but do you remember any of the techniques
that were used by clever players to beat a pin ball machine?

1. Placing the rear legs on your toes, or putting something under them.
2. Drilling a pin hole in the back and using a hanger to rack up games.
3. Body english so strong that the glass would almost shatter.

These were just some of my---whoops, I mean their methods which I only
observed. I'm sure some of you witnessed others.

Bob W-57

How about snooker at the Wabash Cigar Store, or movies at the American
theater for .10 and a .5 bag of popcorn. Flash Gordon, Lash LaRue, Hopalong,
Roy R., Gene A., and all those guys. And, how about radio days with the
Green Horne, the Shadow, True Detective Mysteries. Hot nights in summer when
there was no air conditioning and you drove around at night to cool off.

Summer thunderstorm when the humidity was stifling and you welcomed the cool
off.

The milk man, egg man, and popsickle guy with his cart and bell.

I remember blackouts during WWII, and wardens, gas rationing, softball games
in my side yard, football on the boulevard with Charlie Hall, Steve Nasser,
the Berkowitz twins, Dave McNamar, Bob Lebowitz, Jim Eller, Bob Selsam, and
many others.

It was a good time.

When I am back in TH, I usually take a nostalgic drive around Wiley, Dave
Park, Woodrow, my old neighborhood.

Two years ago, Bob Lebowitz and I ran with his wife about 6 miles after our
40th Wiley reunion. We did Ohio St., Ohio Blvd., Deming Park (past Davis
Park and Woodrow), through our neighborhood on a quiet Sunday morning in
June. It was very memorable.

The best part, is keeping in touch with old friends: Bob and I stay in
touch; Dave and I have cases together. I had dinner couple of Fridays ago
with Mike McCormick, Louie Corey, Moses Nasser, Steve Nasser, Bill Hanna, and
we had a great time at Magdy's in TH. If you haven't been there, go; great
food, good abmiance.
Guy Kornblum

The accuracy of my earlier estimate was slightly off so I now feel like all the schmucks who used to say to me 'oh, you live in New York, you may....". Anyway, I start what I finish: stupid or not. Driscoll lives on Church St. quite a way south of Sutter. My other westcoast lawyer goombah is a fellow named John Donovan who runs Skadden Arps West Coast and does a good bit of entertainment litigation. Other than that, I tried to avoid lawyers as best I can. They sneaked in under the wire since they were both Harvard roommates.

I used to get out to your beautiful city a lot (we always had an office there). My only real connection now is one Board Membership of a company over in Emeryville. This is fun for me and the boss is also friend who races his boat every year from the Bay to Hawaii. He hasn't asked me to crew yet but I hope that changes sometime.

It's good to be back in Indiana but, I must say, I do miss certain features of my prior life - like the cuisine. I'd go to SF just for that alone!

PS Interesting to know where Bob Lebowitz is. I went to school with quite a number of folks on the faculty there. Many of them were my competition in Chem 20 (Harvard's Organic course). I lost!

PPS Interesting you mention radio. I'm real grateful I remember the pre TV days. Those programs were special. I don't think the Lone Ranger was ever quite so fine as I imagined him to be in the late 40s.

gkornblum1@a... wrote:
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> How about snooker at the Wabash Cigar Store
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Question. Did Ralph the Rack ever reveal his real last name?
I never played there, but my baby brother Bob; AKA Bubbles/Bubs, did in
the mid '60s. Any one in this group ever shoot a little stick with him?
He always bragged that he cleaned a plow or two at Wabash Cigar.
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Charlie
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Banging on the pinball machine at the Dairy Bar across Poplar from
Woodrow Wilson, munching on their paper thin burgers and drinking
Malteds. Probably why I never was focused a lot in Jr. High. Juke Box
blaring out "Rock around the Clock" and "Shake, Rattle, and Roll" by
Bill Haley and the Coments. I recently found a newsgroup that posts
oldies from that era for download (alt.binaries.sounds.mp3.1950s).

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Charlie