In all of my childhood, my father kept a pool table in his den. Some of my earliest memories are of playing pool with him. When I got older, moved out, went to college, eventually got married and had my own children, I still played pool with my father on holidays and weekends on the same rickety old table. A few years ago, my father got rid of that table and his den was rather empty for a while.

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