Pachinko– Popo Ott

I call this series "Just Vignettes" because that's what they are, just short snapshots of things that have happened to me or have been told to me. I can vouch the stories you read here are mostly true.

One of my Navy friends in Japan had recently acquired a Japanese girlfriend. Through her, he was picking up little tidbits about Japanese society which may have escaped me. Returning to the Navy base late one night, my friend asked me, "Did you ever wonder why pachinko parlors seem to be packed with customers late into the night?" Gambling for money was illegal. After a long night of feeding pac...