The last time I saw Cousin Henry, was in GITMO. He was a Marine stationed out at Camp Buckley (Presently housing the Terrorist prison so much in the news) and I was a sailor at the Supply Depot. That was 41 years ago. I met his son at a funeral a year ago. Then I was told that Henry lived in California.
So now both brothers, Dewey and Henry have moved from California to Las Vegas. Friday night we had dinner with them at Ellis Island. Henry brought his wife Goldie. I had never met his wife and in fact did not know he was married. NO one told me she had lost her sight two years ago and is still trying to deal with that, so she needs a lot of help getting around.
Henry wanted one of my books, he also insisted we get in a position with some Vegas in the back ground.
We had a good meal, Ellis Island is known for its ribs. So everyone had ribs. Sherry had the combo ribs and chicken. It was all good and very reasonable compared to other places.
I really did not know what to expect with Henry. He has lived a pretty rough, foot loose and fancy free, redneck life. I was impressed how he dotted over Goldie to assist when she needed it.
Goldie herself, was a beaming happy lady. She and I could converse pretty well. She said, “They say I speak too loud to compensate for my sight.” I was happy about that, I could understand her pretty well. We were able to joke about our handicaps, she is very sweet.
Sherry hasn’t been feeling on top of the world since being here, but she seems to be climbing out of the hole. (I also had a little spell with my stomach) She said today she just felt ‘washed out’. Tonight she seems to be a little more ‘here’. She sure looks good!
Did I tell y’all? I took my $5 into the Casino. (I only play the slot machines.) I looked all around and I could not see a machine I understood. All were gaming machines. Poker, Fishing(?), picture games, star wars,symbols, space ships etc. Plus they like to work off Credit Cards. I NEVER figured out where the REAL slots were, so I still have my $5.
This is an older Jaguar on the streets of Sin City.
Hudson Terraplane mid 1930’s (Methinks)