As I sit in our Golden Nugget hotel room waiting to attend another in my wife's long line of (big) family reunion celebrations tonight (not to be outdone, my small side has them, too -- they're just called Christmas), I recall when I first came to Las Vegas...
Dad, who returned to the lives of his second set of sons around the start of the 70's, always wanted to go back to Las Vegas. I believe the old man had been there during the 60's, right before Howard Hughes started playing Monopoly and buying hotels (with real properties) on The Strip. And in the summer of 1975 he came looking for a trip co-pilot to help him with the driving portion of his excursion.
This post has been moved and updated to my current blog, which can be found here.
This post has been moved and updated to my current blog, which can be found here.
