I've been going to Vegas for over 40 years and only have one—a Royal Flush at the bar in the old O'Shea's. It was the date of my second wedding—a beautiful ceremony in April at Red Rock as the sun set in the West. It was a perfect trip as I also had a giant exacta that weekend on the Santa Anita Derby—Point Given over Crafty CT. We had lobster dinner at the old Rosewood Grille. You would have thought that with such an auspicious beginning the marriage would have lasted. Not. A few years later we split. But when the slot guy came with my thousand bucks I was in heaven. Of course, I'm not really much of a slot or VP player (horses, sports, blackjack and craps have always been my games) so it's really not that surprising that there's only one.