"The Old Shoe" Token

[cruffler]

Found this last summer. Anyone seen one of these before?

 

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[idahotokens]

Nice! It is listed on TokenCatalog.com as "image wanted", so I'd invite you to post your pics there. It has been attributed to Rock Island, IL, but no date or other information has been posted.
John in the Great 208

 

[cruffler]

Found a tidbit from a Rock Island, Il newspaper from 7 Sep 1993
The guy that wrote the article was talking about taverns circa 1950.

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When I came to Rock Island, I played the field, so to speak, for a week. Then
came payday. Since we didn't get paid until the end of the workday -- no
fools, our employers -- it was too late for banks, which in those days closed
at 2 p.m.

I asked a colleague where I could cash my check.

"Come with me,'' he said. "I'll introduce you to my banker. His name is Irv
Hillman.''

We went out the door, walked west to the corner, turned north, walked a block
and were confronted by a sign that said, "The Old Shoe.'' A caricature of an
old, high-topped boot completed the outside decor. As we walked through the
door onto its cooling, tile floors, surveyed the row of wooden booths and an
immaculate bar, I felt like Bogie and the bar was Claude Rains: It was the
beginning of a beautiful friendship.

The Old Shoe, besides Irv Hillman, had a scoreboard across the back wall and a
ticker tape bringing in the sports score from all over the country. It also
had a scoreboard operator who could spit a B-B with unerring accuracy from the
back of the room to the front. And it was possible to get a bet down there.

Fast in memory is the day a policeman came in to cash a check. He cooled his
heels for a few seconds while Irv took notes over the phone.

"Hey, Irv, he complained, "hurry up. I got the squad car double parked.

"Wait your turn,'' Irv said. "I'm booking a bet.''

 

[texasvarmit]

Found a tidbit from a Rock Island, Il newspaper from 7 Sep 1993
The guy that wrote the article was talking about taverns circa 1950.

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When I came to Rock Island, I played the field, so to speak, for a week. Then
came payday. Since we didn't get paid until the end of the workday -- no
fools, our employers -- it was too late for banks, which in those days closed
at 2 p.m.

I asked a colleague where I could cash my check.

"Come with me,'' he said. "I'll introduce you to my banker. His name is Irv
Hillman.''

We went out the door, walked west to the corner, turned north, walked a block
and were confronted by a sign that said, "The Old Shoe.'' A caricature of an
old, high-topped boot completed the outside decor. As we walked through the
door onto its cooling, tile floors, surveyed the row of wooden booths and an
immaculate bar, I felt like Bogie and the bar was Claude Rains: It was the
beginning of a beautiful friendship.

The Old Shoe, besides Irv Hillman, had a scoreboard across the back wall and a
ticker tape bringing in the sports score from all over the country. It also
had a scoreboard operator who could spit a B-B with unerring accuracy from the
back of the room to the front. And it was possible to get a bet down there.

Fast in memory is the day a policeman came in to cash a check. He cooled his
heels for a few seconds while Irv took notes over the phone.

"Hey, Irv, he complained, "hurry up. I got the squad car double parked.

"Wait your turn,'' Irv said. "I'm booking a bet.''

great info cruffler! that is what makes token research fun is finding stuff like that. neat token too with neat name.