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I have 3 antique 1gal mason jars filled with my hard won pre-1970 marbles, all sizes, painted, clearsies, croakers, cats eyes, with a few clay and ball bearings thrown in. Unfortunately, destined for eBay or a yard sale one of these days. They made for a pretty decoration over the last ~55 years.

I have 3 antique 1gal mason jars filled with my hard won pre-1970 marbles, all sizes, painted, clearsies, croakers, cats eyes, with a few clay and ball bearings thrown in. Unfortunately, destined for eBay or a yard sale one of these days. They made for a pretty decoration over the last ~55 years.

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I remember pinball very well, a very fine line between shaken it.

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The infamous . I knew it well.

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and foosball was the shit back then

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Foosball !!! I was in the thick of that! I could go to bars at age 18, eventually became deadly at foosball and would play a lot of doubles for 25¢ a game, we'd bet a pitcher of beer for the winners. I'd usually start off winning, by a couple hours later I had won enough. I became very deadly in college, met a player who became a lifetime friend and we usually dominated wherever we played against. I was heavily into foosball for most of 20 years. I had a gallon bag full of broken foosball men. Used to bring a can of Pledge and bag of rosin with me when I played.