Monday's Memory--Slots

The other day, as I was visiting with a woman in a scrapbook store, I mentioned that I used to love to go to Las Vegas for a weekend.  She asked me if I gambled and I said no, I spent my time at a scrapbooking store, getting lots of good ideas.  But that wasn't always the case.  I used to love to play the slots!  I figured it wasn't gambling if I only played nickles and only spent $20 or so.  I would spend all evening finding that "lucky" machine and then see if I could win some money.  Most of the time the machine wasn't so lucky, and I came home with nothing.  But one time, I hit the jackpot, winning a a hundred dollars!  That is a lot of nickles!   I took that money home and used it to pay for a needlepoint class I had been wanting to take.

This is me in 1972, on our way home from a trip to Colorado.