As the center of the universe for many of my generation, the pool hall on Baptist St. provided many a necessity for a young man. The fact that you might actually get into a game of pool was secondary to the camaraderie that could be had by just showing up. It was where everyone met on a Saturday to make plans for the upcoming evening and night. It was not a hang-out for ne’er-do-wells as was usually the case with a pool hall. The clientele consisted of future presidents of large companies, future doctors, lawyers and people who genuinely contributed to the betterment of society.
The real surge came in the spring of 1962. That was when the movie, The Hustler, came out. It starred Paul Neuman and Jackie Gleason. I saw it six times and savored every viewing. C. R. Hook relates that he saw it with a date and after the movie they were going to the old English Grill on Main St. to use the phone. Their path took them past the pool room and the sound of the balls clicking together took precedence over any interest he had in the girl. Such was the magic of the game.
C. R. tells another amusing story about O. J. Brittingham. It seems it was just before Christmas and O. J. was the Santa Claus in the little house on the Court House lawn. O. J. was shooting a game of pool when he realized that he had to go on duty at Santa’s house. He simply went out to his car and came back in with his Santa suit and proceeded to change right there. Remember, there were no women in the pool hall. He then walked right out of the pool hall and up Main St. to Santa’s house. C. R. said that about two hours later he and a friend were walking up Main St. to go to Read’s Drug Store to get a soda. As they were walking past Penney’s, which was right across Main St., C. R. heard Britt’s raspy voice inquiring where they were going. When they told him Read’s, he said “Well, bring Santa back two packs of Luckies”.
In those days we followed the pool players from the major players such as Minnesota Fats (Rudolph Wanderone), Luther (Wimpy) Lassiter, Willie Mosconi and Jimmy Caras to the local favorites. It seemed like every town had their “player”, and when two of them got together it was glorious. They would square off and the match would last for hours. Just being a spectator was a real treat.
I’m sure there are a million more stories that can be recalled from the long ago experiences in “The Pool Hall”.
EDITORS NOTE: George, Please accept this invitation to my home where I can show you multiple photographs, autographs and incredible memorabilia I own throughout decades worth of billiard items. I knew ALL of the people you mentioned above personally and even have photos and autographs from them. I even own the complete set of posters, (8 of them) from the movie "The Hustler." These are original posters displayed at every Movie Theater. I also have the original posters from "The Color of Money" which was a sequil of The Hustler. I played pool with Fats, Mosconi, Lessiter and Caras, plus many more. In fact, in 1980 I played in the U.S. Open where Jimmy & Luther were present. Some great memories, all documented. No doubt you'll walk away in awe.
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Joe, I accept. Maybe I'll even bring the Willie Hoppe cue in the picture and see if it still has some of the old "magic".
If my memory serves me right, didn't the post office also use the building for sorting mail. Maybe you can verify that for us.
The building on the other side of Baptist St. was a skating rink at one time and more recently was used by the Post Office to store vehicles. It was in this building that Salisbury suffered its only casualty from Hurricane Hazel in 1954 when the south wall collapsed on a man.
Thanks, that's right, the pool hall was by the alley running up behind the old Truckers and Savings Bank. Thanks for the memories.
Truckers and Savings Bank!!?? I remember that! OMG, does that mean I close to being a senior citizen?
What a great walk down memory lane. I had a great uncle who was a regular there. I remember a few of his stories. Raymond Nichols may he rest with a smile
Talk about a small world. Last week someone commented about a Raymond that worked there. That would be Raymond Nichols. I bought the Willie Hoppe cue in the picture from Raymond.
George, I spent quite a few years at the pool hall, and my oldest pool partner did go on to become a medical doctor. It wasn't all about misspent youth. I was there in the late forties and early fifties- a time when it was ten cents a game, and "Squirrel" would collect the money and "rack em up."
Do any of your commenters remember the second floor pool hall on
Camden street?
Let's have a small game of 9 ball keely played the old way with no ball in hand and require that you have to use an old Willie Hoppe or old Brunswick stick.Remember how fat the handles were,I guess they sometimes doubled as fighting tools .Is the Pool Hall on Camden Street the one that burnt down.There was also one on West Main and another on Lake Street .Come on let's play
Tom
Rack em Squirel!!!
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