🩼 Old Farts - Reminiscing on the Past

Nah…we’re two old farts…hence this thread…

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Thought you’d take him to a secret spot in Pal Park/Ft Lee

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Too far for Fresh! We kept it real in Jersey City

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This used to be my comfort food place in my JC days. https://hamburgao.us/

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With the brasilian flair (or portugues)

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These were my comfort foods when I used to be in Jersey City

https://www.singaspizzas.com/

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Oakley will always have a spot on my team.

Knicks should have found a way to accidentally leave him and James Dolan alone in a room together.

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Man if only

Oakley is pure old school and will always get my respect

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TBT: I took this photo from my seat in U Hall sometime in January or February of 1975. Upon reflection, I do have questions. This was the second half basket, so I am not quite certain why Wally is wearing warm up pants. Second, the ball boy watching him was at all the games. Does anyone know if he was the son of Bill Cofield? It’s something about which I have always wondered, and I can’t remember if I ever saw him after Cofield left for Wisconsin.

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Interesting. Until the mid-70s, the bar above the Mousetrap was just upstairs at the Mousetrap. When I started school, that corner lot was just the shell of an abandoned service station. Sometime around ā€˜70 or ā€˜71, it was developed by Steve Koukas (sp?). The property closest to Main Street was a bar called The Warehouse. Further up 14th Street there was a jean shop as part of the same building. In 1973(?), the owner of The Warehouse was diagnosed with something terminal, he reportedly stole a bunch of drugs from the hospital, emptied the bar’s accounts, and skipped town. Or, so the story went. At any rate, Steve Koukas assumed ownership of the bar, renamed it The Mousetrap, and expanded it into the space formerly occupied by the jean store. In the summer of 1975, Koukas’ brother had a break down, went to their parents’ home, and was holding them hostage with the accompanying police standoff. Koukas, who had a temper, broke through the police barrier, entered the home, and was shot dead by his brother. His wife assumed ownership of The Mousetrap, but, as I had just left town before all this took place, I am uncertain how things went from there. Regardless, I really liked the place. Sat drinking beer with friends and listening to Will & Sandy (of Possums’ Delight) on many occasions. At least, that’s the way I remember it.

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And THAT is how you post in the old fart thread. That is some fascinating Cville history!

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I wanted to see if the internet had any more information about the Koukas shooting and I didn’t find anything. Not a huge surprise. When I searched for the Mousetrap in Charlottesville, however, I ran across this article about a bar tab that was never paid. You all are probably familiar with the story (for all I know it’s mentioned in the thread earlier, though I didn’t see it), but it was new to me.

old news for old farts

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Celebrated my 18th Birthday at The Mousetrap.

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Did you try ā€œCoukasā€? Or, any other variation? It’s been a while and I am not entirely sure of the spelling. Additionally, the shooting could have been in the spring of '76. It’s been awhile! :thinking:

I couldn’t find a digital article, but there are some newspaper scans that you could pay for that show up when you search ā€œSteve Coukosā€.

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Great Pic
Use to tell people Wally was my cousin.
They use to run a play for him where basically he went from one block to another caught the ball under the hoop put it behind his head against the glass. Thought that was the coolest shyt ever, until I saw Monte Towe throw an alley oop to David Thompson at UHall and it looked like his elbows were above the rim.
Loved the old Acc

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In June of 1976, we got a poodle and named him Wally after Wally Walker. My brother was at UVA basketball camp in July and Walker was hanging out there the last day (he had been taken 5th in the draft by Portland in early June). I was really excited to get his autograph. My father had told me to tell him we had named our dog after him but I didn’t have the guts to do that.

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And now, the rest of the story

https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/local/1994/11/25/14-year-battle-over-5-bar-tab-comes-to-an-end/8b8f075b-29ac-49d2-a525-1b4f2cc74ef3/

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No chance I would ever go somewhere called the Mouse or anything else Trap

Jersey City has a ā€œfamousā€ place celled the Green Ciceda that makes you do some mystery shot your first time there. No thank you again

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I can’t decide who is more stubborn, O’Brien or Lowe. They both have a Hatfield-McCoy type of circular retribution logic to justify lawsuit after lawsuit.

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