Discussion in 'Misc. Vegas Chat' started by sco5123, Feb 3, 2014.
Who introduced you to gambling? Was it in Las Vegas?
Great Question SCO5123, I wish I met you last year the first meet with Lady Fortuna. You bring up such good conversational questions. Glad you didn't stay away.
I was eight or nine years old, my parents bought me a Tripoli game - soon we were playing for pennies and it never stopped.
Here's a link, to see the game board.
at 13, my friends and I were meeting for $Quarter, Fifty poker twice a week.
Vegas didn't happen until I was 23 yo.
Gambled more between 13 and 25 than ever again in my life. Got custody of my kids at 25.
Well that's not quite true, because I am still in the stock market at 61 yo, and I've been up $120k in one day and down $45k on a different day - in the last month. But the trend has been my friend. In the last month up 228k.
As a retiree, I will still worry when I am down $700 chugging those $4.50 triple play quarter video poker bets.
Tomorrow I will go play $.25 Video Poker and have just as much fun!
reminds me of the old days...
so when my parents would drive to reno/Tahoe I would go to the arcade. I would envy them so much. Then I would sneak away and play quarter slots. If I won a few bucks I would go back to the arcade and use the quarters on the games.
Grandma got me started around 10 playing live keno at this restaurant we always ate at.
My mom tells me tales of my dad's degeneracy in their early years when she was "this close to leaving him". Pop just repeats the story of how he cleaned out everyone on poker night and won $X ("back when $X was a small fortune") and she made him give it all back!
I come by my degeneracy honestly!
Been gambling since I was in high school when all bets were done with paper.
During football season some kid at school would have "tickets" and I always looked forward to them.
Played at the Carson City Ormsby House shortly after turning 21... thought the place was palace... plastic bucket of nickels... went to the bathroom after a couple hours and looked in the mirror... I looked like I'd been working on a greasy car!!! I had black stuff from the coins all over my face!
Sco, you are on a roll today--sometimes I question the sheer number of threads you start but you are a respected poster with interesting and unusual perspectives. Your threads always seem to generate a lot of posts, and I am responding to them all today so here we go.
I played poker with my dad and uncles as a child--maybe 10-12 years old--and always lost. Played BJ for $2-5 in Reno/Tahoe when I was underage (18-20 yrs.) Probably lost my first 10 trips. I learned, at low cost, how big the swings are in the game and how you can very easily lose everything you put on the table. I also learned that in order to win you have to rise from the table and leave the hotel with the winnings. Those painful but cheap early lessons helped immeasurably as my bankroll has increased, and I am a successful player today.
More importantly, her thread "starting" always seems well-timed to get us onto some positive-posts right when the board seems mired in petty conflict. She always seems to throw us the life-preservers!!! Thanks!
I think you are right. Something to talk about other than r***** f***.
My ex introduced me to it. He had been gambling sine he was in pampers and had got me hooked when he took me to the casino for my 21st birthday. I then became hooked.
Lessons in gambling.
Mom and Dad made sure my 3 sisters and I all learned to play sheephead when we were kids. We usually played 5, 10, 15. As I got older, I started playing poker with my friends, but when I was a senior in college, I took my first trip to Vegas with a bar owner by the name of Tumor. Since then, I have been there over twenty times, and really the only game I don't play is Baccarat and most of the carnival games. But the game I still enjoy the most is a good bitchin' game of Sheephead.
that is all !
Went to Winstar Casino in OK for a concert with family when I was 17 (just a year shy of OK's legal gambling age) and was instantly drawn in. I loved the sounds of the machines, the different slots, etc. I went to Vegas about 7 months later and fell in love with everything GAMBLING
I'm very lucky I have a family that loves casinos just as much as I do! We frequently take trips back to Winstar where it all started!
My parents (mainly my mother).
We went to the riverboat on my 21st birthday. I lost. I didn't really get that interested in gambling until my first trip to Vegas 8 months later. Also with my parents.
No one...other than myself.
The only person that gambles in my family is a great-aunt that i hardly ever see..
I got into it because i learned to count cards, so at 18, off i went to the Indian casinos, then naturally, at 21, it was Reno every weekend...ive tapered off counting cards and switched to video poker (better advantages and less "heat")
I was young, very young when my dad(rip) introduced me to craps. It was his game and although I knew nothing about it my mother has recently told me he did alright at it.
We played poker and I thinking back figure he must of shuffled to deal wins at a penny ante. Everything with him was a wager. I remember having a giant boulder in the backyard and him saying "I bet you can't lift that into the back of the truck"
In the late 60's and early 70's my parents were invited to Vegas many times and never went, one time by Evel Knievel who my dad sort of had a friendship with.
Fast forward to now, I go and do Vegas and tell my mother the tales (somewhat censored) It never ever interested her but she tells me it's a damn good thing they never went, and that is too bad I never took him there.
I think he would have felt as home as I do.
Was he a degenerate, I don't think so but there was plenty of back room action going on where we lived, however , we wanted nothing growing up. Am I, no. I have responsibilities like everyone else and my play reflects that.
Had to be my father. He taught me how to play euchre and poker at home, but never for money.
When he felt I was old enough (probably 8 or 9) he took me over to the local Elks Club. Before entering for the first time he also gave me his "Rules for kids."
"Keep your mouth shut, but speak if you're spoken to."
"If you want to watch us play (cards of any type), you can only stand behind me to watch. DO NOT stand behind anybody else."
As an aside, those first two rules served me very well in years to come when walking into any bar for the first time.
I want to say my father. He was in his 30's when he settled down and was 46 by the time I was born. He picked up my mother for a date in a car he won in a card game, which is how he paid for the wedding jewellery. He treated us like adults. He had me playing different kinds of pokers and gins before kindergarten. And then my mother and all my relatives on both sides love horse racing. My uncle owned standardbreds. And then my father ran the church bingo for many years (Catholics love bingo). My grandmother was a bingo fiend. And my mother loved lottery tickets, only one per week though. And all my relatives on both sides could get pretty serious about gin (500 specifically, with the board). My a few of my father's older sisters spent their retirement at the local gas station/restaurant/convenience store card hustling. Both my parents did alright with investments, probably because they read the prospectus like a racing form.
Genetically, I should be a bigtime problem gambler. But, the cheap gene overrides the gambling gene.
Being as my mum and aunt worked in a bookies, I was introduced to gambling early just small bets on major sporting events, then when I was old enough to gamble properly I used to bet on football (soccer) at weekends. As for Vegas my first couple of visits were really confined to slots, then when I went in 2012 with guys from work, most of who had been to Vegas before and were more seasoned gamblers. So I got introduced to Keno one afternoon and didn't too bad at it, as for VP I introduced myself to that.
Back in 1980, I was 18 and working on my aunt and uncle's farm in Minnesota for a whooping $25/day. One day they took me into the local small town bar (yes 19 was the legal age back then). They started playing pull tabs. I joined in and was down over $60 very quickly. I was sick to my stomach. $60 was a lot of money to me back then. Bought another $5 and won $50. Still down but I quit.
Didn't gamble again until the mid 90s and got hammered again. In 2011, my wife and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary in Vegas and it was then that I got the gambling "fever".
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