I grew up in the far north suburbs of Chicago. There was pinball in many places. However, my parents NEVER gave me, my brother or sister any money to play games. On the random occasions that we ended up at an arcade it was mostly video game arcades as the pinball was usually in a seperate room and my buddies were not into that. I used to walk by the room and stare at all the lights when I ran out of quarters.

One day my best friend and neighbors dad brought home a pinball machine and put it in his basement where he had a pool table and bar. It was a 1979 Brunswick Aspen... LOL. We played the shit out of that thing. Every minute, every day.