My work here lately, of less than "stellar" acceptance, encourages me to reveal a little more. Vegas has an "aura" about it, a belief in the glitter, as though it assuages and anoints past unhappiness.
We (wife, 25, her brother 22, sister 15), left Chicago seeking a new life after they lost their parents. I took over an ARCO service station, Sue, a German-trained Cosmetologist, took a job in the Stardust Beauty Salon, "Annee of Paris". Her abilities, in high demand, soon brought requests from NY, Chicago, anywhere back east, booking her "solid" 3 months ahead! Moneyed ladies "toked" (tipped") her in hundreds, instead of dollars, requesting appointments way in advance of arrival. But, we needed that, as the Arab Oil Embargo loomed, making the ARCO Station a huge liability. I got out. We reconnoitered, deciding if I could finally get my Degree, fat city again might present. I enrolled in UNLV (University of Las Vegas, NV). Things went fairly well. We applied for, and got, a custom-home building loan, and proceeded to realize something of the dream:

The home we built, rockwork mine, as well as pool heater on roof.

The love of my life and her sister. This was livin'! Not to continue, though.

The '66 I put a Cougar 302 engine in, presented to Sue for her birthday. circa 1974.
The screeching halt came when her brother Rick died of complications from ulcerative colitis on his 25th. birthday, Nov. 28, 1975. She wanted closure. We were separated, sold the house easily, parted amicably, and were later divorced.
So, how do things change in Vegas? I left, took a job in Colorado. Meanwhile, Stephen Wynn, son of the originator of the downtown Las Vegas Club, built the spectacular Mirage Resort Hotel, complete with a mock-up, but highly convincing, erupting volcano out front. He sold out, and the new owners are seeking zoning approval to rip out the volcano! Local opposition fears that in it's place may be installed a "Walgreens" store!
Vegas was back then incredible, IMHO. We loved it. The last few times I've been there were definitely demoralizing for me. The Recession: Strip malls, stores, whole blocks of commercial buildings boarded-up, businesses closed, enormous numbers of foreclosures, empty homes, BROKEN LIVES. Having lived the hey-day, I could have wept.
Have any of you been there lately? imp
We (wife, 25, her brother 22, sister 15), left Chicago seeking a new life after they lost their parents. I took over an ARCO service station, Sue, a German-trained Cosmetologist, took a job in the Stardust Beauty Salon, "Annee of Paris". Her abilities, in high demand, soon brought requests from NY, Chicago, anywhere back east, booking her "solid" 3 months ahead! Moneyed ladies "toked" (tipped") her in hundreds, instead of dollars, requesting appointments way in advance of arrival. But, we needed that, as the Arab Oil Embargo loomed, making the ARCO Station a huge liability. I got out. We reconnoitered, deciding if I could finally get my Degree, fat city again might present. I enrolled in UNLV (University of Las Vegas, NV). Things went fairly well. We applied for, and got, a custom-home building loan, and proceeded to realize something of the dream:

The home we built, rockwork mine, as well as pool heater on roof.

The love of my life and her sister. This was livin'! Not to continue, though.

The '66 I put a Cougar 302 engine in, presented to Sue for her birthday. circa 1974.
The screeching halt came when her brother Rick died of complications from ulcerative colitis on his 25th. birthday, Nov. 28, 1975. She wanted closure. We were separated, sold the house easily, parted amicably, and were later divorced.
So, how do things change in Vegas? I left, took a job in Colorado. Meanwhile, Stephen Wynn, son of the originator of the downtown Las Vegas Club, built the spectacular Mirage Resort Hotel, complete with a mock-up, but highly convincing, erupting volcano out front. He sold out, and the new owners are seeking zoning approval to rip out the volcano! Local opposition fears that in it's place may be installed a "Walgreens" store!
Vegas was back then incredible, IMHO. We loved it. The last few times I've been there were definitely demoralizing for me. The Recession: Strip malls, stores, whole blocks of commercial buildings boarded-up, businesses closed, enormous numbers of foreclosures, empty homes, BROKEN LIVES. Having lived the hey-day, I could have wept.
Have any of you been there lately? imp