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It a sign of the times - bad times at Golden Nugget

#1

I think that collection of $10K bills was auctioned off by Becky
when she was still trying to save her sinking ship.

- Brian in MI

In a message dated 10/31/2006 9:51:07 AM Eastern Standard Time,
cjsmas@adelphia.net writes:

Does this $1,000,000 collection still exist intact? If so, do you know
where it is now? I
had read that it was the largest collection of $10,000 bills ever assembled
(or, was it
$1,000 bills?...the old memory is not what it used to be!). But, I also
thought that I had
read that it was broken up and sold to raise cash, a couple of year ago.

That was a display of one hundred $10,000 bills displayed in a giant
horseshoe at Binions
in Vegas.The U.S.Government no longer issues that denomination of currency.

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#2

I remember the same thing, Brian. Too bad that they didn't get rid
of Becky instead. She was surely the ruination of one of the most
venerable old casinos in LV.

We were in the Horseshoe the day that the gaming agents came in and
shut it down (due to lack of funds.) What a black day for downtown.

I have so many nice memories of the old Horseshoe. One in particular
has always made me smile. One of the Horseshoe union's employees
were on strike, and pickets were walking back and forth in front of
all the entrances, trying to convince players not to enter. EH & I
fearlessly crossed the picket line and sat down to play. A few
minutes later Jack Binion came through the casino, carrying a large
bucket of quarters. He threw handfuls of the coins into the trays
of all players, thanking them for patronizing the Horseshoe. He
also was handing out large buttons, inscribed, "We Back Jack!" I
still have mine.

I also remember the good old days when the Horseshoe had row upon
row of FPDW machines. One morning, EH & I sat down to play side by
side. We each hit the Deuces FOUR times, as we moved down the row of
machines. We felt as if we had found our personal ATM machine. We
were laughing and joking as we caught $250 in quarters and carted
them off to the nearby cashier. By the 4th cashout, they began to
give us suspicious looks. We just grinned back at them.

After pocketing our nice profits, we were ready for the fabulous
$2.99 breakfast in the Horseshoe coffee shop. This included 2 eggs,
crispy hash browns, toast, a ham steak so large that it hung off
both ends of the plate, and coffee. What a deal!

I also remember the two beautiful, silver-haired, elderly ladies
(sisters, I believe) who used to sit at a private BJ table and play
highstakes BJ each morning. They were dressed, coiffed and made-up
exquisitely, and each wore a plethora of magnificent jewels. One of
the security guards told me that that they lived at Binions, in a
suite, rent-free, for their lifetimes. He said that they were the
widows of old friends of Bennie Binion, who reportedly, owned a
cattle ranch, from which Bennie bought all the meat used at the
Horsehoe.

That's my trip down Memory Lane, this morning.

~Babe~

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--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, Marksalot300@... wrote:

I think that collection of $10K bills was auctioned off by Becky
when she was still trying to save her sinking ship.

  - Brian in MI

#3

Excellent! Thanks for relating that story. I often lament that I didn't discover/have the funds to enjoy old Nevada before the corporations and bean counters took over.
   
  Jig

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jackessiebabe <jackessiebabe@yahoo.com> wrote:
          I remember the same thing, Brian. Too bad that they didn't get rid
of Becky instead. She was surely the ruination of one of the most
venerable old casinos in LV.

We were in the Horseshoe the day that the gaming agents came in and
shut it down (due to lack of funds.) What a black day for downtown.

I have so many nice memories of the old Horseshoe. One in particular
has always made me smile. One of the Horseshoe union's employees
were on strike, and pickets were walking back and forth in front of
all the entrances, trying to convince players not to enter. EH & I
fearlessly crossed the picket line and sat down to play. A few
minutes later Jack Binion came through the casino, carrying a large
bucket of quarters. He threw handfuls of the coins into the trays
of all players, thanking them for patronizing the Horseshoe. He
also was handing out large buttons, inscribed, "We Back Jack!" I
still have mine.

I also remember the good old days when the Horseshoe had row upon
row of FPDW machines. One morning, EH & I sat down to play side by
side. We each hit the Deuces FOUR times, as we moved down the row of
machines. We felt as if we had found our personal ATM machine. We
were laughing and joking as we caught $250 in quarters and carted
them off to the nearby cashier. By the 4th cashout, they began to
give us suspicious looks. We just grinned back at them.

After pocketing our nice profits, we were ready for the fabulous
$2.99 breakfast in the Horseshoe coffee shop. This included 2 eggs,
crispy hash browns, toast, a ham steak so large that it hung off
both ends of the plate, and coffee. What a deal!

I also remember the two beautiful, silver-haired, elderly ladies
(sisters, I believe) who used to sit at a private BJ table and play
highstakes BJ each morning. They were dressed, coiffed and made-up
exquisitely, and each wore a plethora of magnificent jewels. One of
the security guards told me that that they lived at Binions, in a
suite, rent-free, for their lifetimes. He said that they were the
widows of old friends of Bennie Binion, who reportedly, owned a
cattle ranch, from which Bennie bought all the meat used at the
Horsehoe.

That's my trip down Memory Lane, this morning.

~Babe~

--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, Marksalot300@... wrote:

I think that collection of $10K bills was auctioned off by Becky
when she was still trying to save her sinking ship.

- Brian in MI

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#4

Your story brings back many fond memories... Thanks!!!

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----- Original Message -----
  From: jackessiebabe
  To: vpFREE@yahoogroups.com
  Sent: Tuesday, October 31, 2006 8:53 AM
  Subject: [vpFREE] Re: Good Times at the OLd Horseshoe- was, bad times at Golden Nugget

  I remember the same thing, Brian. Too bad that they didn't get rid
  of Becky instead. She was surely the ruination of one of the most
  venerable old casinos in LV.

  We were in the Horseshoe the day that the gaming agents came in and
  shut it down (due to lack of funds.) What a black day for downtown.

  I have so many nice memories of the old Horseshoe. One in particular
  has always made me smile. One of the Horseshoe union's employees
  were on strike, and pickets were walking back and forth in front of
  all the entrances, trying to convince players not to enter. EH & I
  fearlessly crossed the picket line and sat down to play. A few
  minutes later Jack Binion came through the casino, carrying a large
  bucket of quarters. He threw handfuls of the coins into the trays
  of all players, thanking them for patronizing the Horseshoe. He
  also was handing out large buttons, inscribed, "We Back Jack!" I
  still have mine.

  I also remember the good old days when the Horseshoe had row upon
  row of FPDW machines. One morning, EH & I sat down to play side by
  side. We each hit the Deuces FOUR times, as we moved down the row of
  machines. We felt as if we had found our personal ATM machine. We
  were laughing and joking as we caught $250 in quarters and carted
  them off to the nearby cashier. By the 4th cashout, they began to
  give us suspicious looks. We just grinned back at them.

  After pocketing our nice profits, we were ready for the fabulous
  $2.99 breakfast in the Horseshoe coffee shop. This included 2 eggs,
  crispy hash browns, toast, a ham steak so large that it hung off
  both ends of the plate, and coffee. What a deal!

  I also remember the two beautiful, silver-haired, elderly ladies
  (sisters, I believe) who used to sit at a private BJ table and play
  highstakes BJ each morning. They were dressed, coiffed and made-up
  exquisitely, and each wore a plethora of magnificent jewels. One of
  the security guards told me that that they lived at Binions, in a
  suite, rent-free, for their lifetimes. He said that they were the
  widows of old friends of Bennie Binion, who reportedly, owned a
  cattle ranch, from which Bennie bought all the meat used at the
  Horsehoe.

  That's my trip down Memory Lane, this morning.

  ~Babe~
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  --- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, Marksalot300@... wrote:

  I think that collection of $10K bills was auctioned off by Becky
  when she was still trying to save her sinking ship.

  - Brian in MI

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#5

These are fabulous stories!
   
  With all the corporate ownership, you'd never get a repeat of your Horseshoe experience.
   
  I'm sorry I missed that era.
   
  Lainie

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jackessiebabe <jackessiebabe@yahoo.com> wrote:
  I remember the same thing, Brian. Too bad that they didn't get rid
of Becky instead. She was surely the ruination of one of the most
venerable old casinos in LV.

We were in the Horseshoe the day that the gaming agents came in and
shut it down (due to lack of funds.) What a black day for downtown.

I have so many nice memories of the old Horseshoe. One in particular
has always made me smile. One of the Horseshoe union's employees
were on strike, and pickets were walking back and forth in front of
all the entrances, trying to convince players not to enter. EH & I
fearlessly crossed the picket line and sat down to play. A few
minutes later Jack Binion came through the casino, carrying a large
bucket of quarters. He threw handfuls of the coins into the trays
of all players, thanking them for patronizing the Horseshoe. He
also was handing out large buttons, inscribed, "We Back Jack!" I
still have mine.

I also remember the good old days when the Horseshoe had row upon
row of FPDW machines. One morning, EH & I sat down to play side by
side. We each hit the Deuces FOUR times, as we moved down the row of
machines. We felt as if we had found our personal ATM machine. We
were laughing and joking as we caught $250 in quarters and carted
them off to the nearby cashier. By the 4th cashout, they began to
give us suspicious looks. We just grinned back at them.

After pocketing our nice profits, we were ready for the fabulous
$2.99 breakfast in the Horseshoe coffee shop. This included 2 eggs,
crispy hash browns, toast, a ham steak so large that it hung off
both ends of the plate, and coffee. What a deal!

I also remember the two beautiful, silver-haired, elderly ladies
(sisters, I believe) who used to sit at a private BJ table and play
highstakes BJ each morning. They were dressed, coiffed and made-up
exquisitely, and each wore a plethora of magnificent jewels. One of
the security guards told me that that they lived at Binions, in a
suite, rent-free, for their lifetimes. He said that they were the
widows of old friends of Bennie Binion, who reportedly, owned a
cattle ranch, from which Bennie bought all the meat used at the
Horsehoe.

That's my trip down Memory Lane, this morning.

~Babe~

--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, Marksalot300@... wrote:

I think that collection of $10K bills was auctioned off by Becky
when she was still trying to save her sinking ship.

- Brian in MI

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#6

--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, "jackessiebabe" <jackessiebabe@...>
wrote:

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That's my trip down Memory Lane, this morning.

~Babe~

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Babe, thanks for the trip down Memory Lane. In the decade of the
90's, the 'shoe was our home-away-from-home. We must have stayed
there 50 or 60 times.

This was when I played bj exclusively. 52 tables of single deck bj -
- heaven on Earth.

I discovered vp in 1998 when a friend sent me a copy of Winpoker.
My first trip to play vp at the 'shoe, I hit a $5,800 progressive.
Needless to say, the needle was injected and I have been hooked on
vp ever since.

BTW, that breakfast was called a Natural. We still refer to it by
that name when we make it at home.