This is my brother playing pool in said upstairs recreation room. He's a great guy, and just retired as a doctor. Very, very interesting life. Used to pick on me when we were kids, though, and the only way I could get away was to climb high up into one of our live oak trees in the front yard. Occasionally he'd follow me up but it was futile...I wasn't afraid of heights and he had (and still has) acrophobia, so I'd just leap into the air over to another branch.
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