Yep, that is me. I started with this hobby in the Spring of 2013. Unlike most pinball enthusiast I meet, I really never played pinball as a child. My family had one pinball machine. Central Park was bought in 1976. But by the mid 1980's, the machine had no legs and could not be played. It laid dormant in a basement for over 30 years. Then in the Spring of 2013, my mother moved and asked if I wanted the machine. After some research, I found Russ Snyder from Pinballrescue (he is on my links). Russ evaluated the machine and told me it could be saved. Six weeks later, I had my first working pinball machine.
Early on as I started to acquire more pinball machines, people I spoke to mentioned "Don't catch the bug". I really did not know what they meant. But as I found myself acquiring my 3rd and 4th pinball machines, I began to understand what they meant. Collecting pinball machines is not so much a hobby as it is an addiction. Unfortunately, there is no PA (Pinballholics Anonymous) group or any prescription that can be taken to cure the bug.
So after one short year, I find myself with 13 pinball machines and a website to promote my madness. But it could be worse, what if I never restored my first pin and discover this crazy hobby.
The Gottlieb Room
The Stern Room