One story that is always fun to tell concerns my single days in the mid 1970's. My friend, Bob Merritt and I decided after our divorces to build a house together and did so on Rio Valley Drive in Clive, Iowa.
Bob was insistent on having a pool table and got a "deal" through a another friend. This was a regulation size table with slate top and all. Being all one piece, it would not make the turn down to the basement.
Since the builder hadn't laid the carpet yet, we had him cut through the subfloor and we hoisted the table up on its end and with ropes and six guys or so, lowered it down between the floor joists with those ropes. That pool table is probably still in that basement!
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