I remember when I was a kid that my dad filled out an application for Club 33. It was an incredible amount of money at the time, as I know it is now, to join and for the yearly dues. When dad turned in his app they told him there was approx. a three year waiting list.
His reasoning for filling out an application was this, he wanted to push himself for the next three years so he could afford the dues when they finally called him. It was kind of like a seventies version of self motivation. (sans Anthony Robbins
Well, almost four years went by and if dad HAD hit it big...he sure hid it well from all of us...he received his official invitation to join Club 33. I believe they wanted $3,500 to start and some other unGodly amount for yearly dues. My dad, always thinking, called them and said, "I'm not sure if I still want to join....but I'd like to come try it out before I do." The employee whole-heartedly agreed and setup a time for us all to come and "check it out ." I had never seen anything like it before or since. Club 33 is amazing. You are treated like royalty. I remember the matches had our names on them. They called me Sir and my mom Lady. There was a guy just to make sure that our water glass was always full. I also remember that dad maxed out his Visa paying for dinner. The bill was about $270 for the 5 of us. Remember, this was 1976 and none of us had any alcoholic drinks. I'll tell you what though, every now and then I consider getting a membership....then my wife reminds me that the mortgage is due again!
Roy
