In 2012 after my dad died, my mom finally agreed to sell their 6 bedroom house. She moved to a one bedroom condo and it was up to me to find homes/sell/clean out 40 years of stuff from the house. She took the pieces she wanted, my brother took some, I took a couple pieces and that left a whole bunch of stuff which I ended up selling on craigslist, giving away or junking. One of the last items left was a really nice pool table in perfect condition. I advertised it and had a lot of interest. It was a steal at $700 but I just needed it to go. One of the parties interested in the table was a group of recent college grads (a couple of months prior) who were setting up their first apartment in Georgetown. Instead of a dining room, they wanted a pool room. We agreed on $600 and they were going to arrange to have the pool table picked up by a mover. They called me back later that day and were really bummed out because the quotes to move it were upwards of $400 and that was out of their budget. I said ok, and relisted it on craigslist where I immediately got a couple of more interested parties offering full price and more. The very next morning, the college kids called back. They asked if I had sold it yet and when I said no they said they figured out the moving problem. They had found a youtube video and were sure they could do it themselves. I was skeptical but said ok because they were so nice and I was tired of dealing with craigslist scum.

So the next day they showed up with two SUVs and a tool bag. They had obviously watched the video a bunch of times and written down instructions. Hoosband and I sat down and watched them meticulously remove about what seemed like a hundred staples carefully removed the felt, which came off perfectly. They labeled and numbered each piece, wrapped it all in blankets, little plastic bags and loaded it including all the legs, and big pieces of slate, in the two SUVs with the back hatches opened. I knocked a $100 off the price for the effort. The other offers I had were between $700-800 but I just wanted it to go somewhere it would be appreciated, and these boys seemed like the perfect place. Before they drove away I told them to please email me a picture of it set up inside their new place. As they were driving away I told Hoosband, yeah...wonder if that will ever get rebuilt.

A couple of weeks later I got a picture of it, all put together in their dining room. It was a great picture with a bunch of empty beer bottles scattered in the background. Obviously well loved. I was really impressed, Millennials or not. I guess if you want something badly enough you figure out how to do it.