Every Day I’m Hustlin’ St Louis pool hall 1910 Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related 19 thoughts on “Every Day I’m Hustlin’” Add yours They started them young back then! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply from root beer to light beer to dark beer… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Sheesh, mobsters in training. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Ha! LikeLike Reply Right here in River City? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply River City, Missouri, on the grounds of what is now a casino. Just guessing… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply OK, these are the Sharks. How did the Jets train, Kerbey? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ski ball? LikeLike Reply I would have been a Jet for sure, Kerbey. I love skee ball! I’m good at it, too. Another useless Bialczak skill, up there with pinball and darts. LikeLiked by 1 person It is a good skill to have. LikeLike I used to play pool Kerbey, I actually won a bar tournament once! ❤ Diana xo LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Awesome! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Honestly, compared to today’s drug dealing or gang activities, this may have been good. You know where they were and I’m sure they were kept on a short leash. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Yes, like a daycare but they are all watching each other. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply You got snookered. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I want to be that guy! Which one? All of them! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply And they’re learning geometry! LikeLike Reply I took my son when he turned 15 until after age 16 out to eat and counseling. The counselor said my son had lost his place in the family when I married my last husband. He suggested going to do guy things with him. We went and played pool, went to the Y, movies and things. It was like ou little escape from his 2 sisters and my controlling husband. Those are some of our beat memories. I am still not good at playing pool. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply That is a great memory. That’s so funny you say that. I just got home from playing pool for 4 hrs. I only get good after my 4th drink. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Observation and Interpretation: Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.