Hi, Jim ~ Well, as luck would have it (and this is why I've never been a gambler), I was mistaken about that club in Tucson. I hate when that happens! :-) Actually, the club I was trying to remember was located in Miami, Arizona. It occupied the second floor of the Chief Hotel, and my dad owned it with a partner named Bill Waggoner. I thought it was my grandfather who owned it, but it wasn't. That was in 1947, before our family moved to Las Vegas. Other clubs my grandfather owned (and I assume most of them were illegal) included: The Red River, located near the Colorado border in New Mexico • The Van Dyke Bar, located across the street from the Paso Del Norte Hotel in downtown El Paso • The Poodle Dog ('36), located on Exposition Avenue across the street from the main entrance to the Texas Centennial Grounds • The Castle Club (which later became the Valley Country Club), located in Anapra, New Mexico, seven miles west of El Paso • The Tropics, located across the street from the Castle Club in Anapra, New Mexico • The Eagle's Nest, located somewhere in northern New Mexico • My granddad also had the gambling at the Broadmoor Hotel in Colorado Springs in 1938, plus the gambling at The El Rancho Hotel in Gallup • In addition, in 1942, he ran a gambling house (literally in a private home) in a section of Santa Fe called Tesuque (pronounced Tess-OO-kee, I believe). This little 'burb was considered the Beverly Hills of Santa Fe. His partner in the Tesuque operation was Jim Cash, the sheriff of Greenlee County, Arizona. Cash's wife was the Arizona governor's personal secretary! • Other operations my grandfather owned were located in the following towns in Texas: Kilgore, Longview, Pampa, Odessa, San Angelo, Burkburnett, Wink, and Borger, among others. I'm told that some of my grandfather's gambling houses used casino chips that were simply stamped, "BW" the first name initials of both himself, Whip Jones, and his partner, Bill Thorn. Bill and Whip / BW. I don't know if any of those chips have survived. Bill Thorn was the constable in Roswell, New Mexico, and quite a colorful character in his own right. In addition to being a constable, he was a professional poker player and a bounty hunter. One story about him is that he always wore a 10 carat diamond ring, and one time after a particularly profitable poker game he was accosted by some bad guys and worked over pretty thoroughly, losing his bankroll and his ring. That's all the typing I can do for now! Sorry to get you all excited about that illegal club in Tucson! My mistake. Best regards, Huff Jones, Eugene, Oregon