As I am getting closer to this next trip I started thinking, like, really thinking, how did I get here? Here being the wonderful world a gambling, lol. Looking back, I think it started in the mid 70's. My grandparents owned a bar or as they liked to call it, a cocktail lounge, when I was just a sweet little girl growing up. Well, I can clearly remember sitting with my grandmother painting quarters red with red nail polish to plunk into the pinball machine located at the entrance of the "lounge". We did this because the guys that came to collect the money from the machines would give me "my" quarters back ( in addition to popping several free games onto the machines for me). Although I can not recall at 5 years old which machine I was dumping them into, I do recall hustling bar patrons by age 9, wagering on games of pinball on the brand new KISS machine and PAC-MAN video machine. I had to laugh, the Who's Tommy is like my childhood anthem and this past October, when I was DT, they played it on the canopy, must have been destiny! Anyway, from there as a teen, I graduated to the local arcade, placing a friendly wager on a game of silver ball here and there and well, everywhere, lol. Today, Comet and High Speed are still my two favorite machines! Then somehow along the way, my step father became a partner in a racehorse. So needless to say I spent sometime at the Meadowlands, yelling at the jockey's to "smack that nag!" All the while, learning about trifectas and daily doubles. Soon after, when I was turning 21 my mother ( who was not a gambler) took me to Bally's AC for my 21st birthday. At the stroke of midnight, I was on the casino floor at Showboat, being the type of BJ player that I now want to smack upside the head, or even worse, evokes such emotion in me I just get up and walk away. So to anyone that I may have been at a table with way back when in 1991, I am soooooo sorry. I really thought I "needed" to get 21. At the age of 21 I had more "liquid" cash then I probably do today and, well, I was hooked on AC, cluelessly may I add. Then one day a much older man that I knew handed me a video, told me to watch it, and then come back and see him. That was my introduction to BJ. (Black jack for all you thinking..young girl + older man + video + come back and see him = intro to BJ.....lol). After much review, we took our first day trip to Harrah's. My $50 buy in turned to $500, pretty darn quick...and as they say, the rest is history. His advice to me was, if you get to ten times your buy in leave. No one else in my family gambles, my friends may throw 50 bucks in a slot, and none of them understand my love of Vegas. So with that, I am curious to hear how some of you got turned on to gaming/gambling. Do you come from a long line a gamblers or are you the only one you know? What's your story? Hope some of you share.