There’s a period of time when you’re coming of age and money simply doesn’t matter.
When I was fifteen my friend Mark Gray and I hitchhiked from our place in Soulard to a pinball arcade at the edge of “The Hill” called the
If we went with one quarter between us we’d rack up ten games on a machine, sell the game to some one for fifty cents, rack up games on separate machines and actually come home with money.
Mark got really good at Foosball. I’d back him up on a team and we did a little hustling that way too.
About a year later several of my friends and I hitched to
We went to all the shows and flicks and never had a cent.
I hitched to Camdenton
The night before the gate opened Camdenton, population 10,000, turned into a hippie city of 25,000. People kept asking, "Where's Dave?" "I'm Dave!" I responded. Later I learned this was how people asked if you had acid.
Dominic and I hitched to the east coast with two dollars between us. I remember one blustery, overcast autumn morning walking around a deserted
Most of the girls we hung out with were from wealthy families and went to private Catholic schools. We were surrounded by money but unfortunately never got sucked in.
I was shooting pool at Saratoga Lanes in
Like my buddy Tony Patti said, “All the kids went off to ivy league schools while we stayed home washing dishes in restaurants.”
Pic is Sue, Mark and me about to embark on our trip to