I always enjoyed talking to the owner, Clara Williams, back in the early 70s. She kept a box of $25 Moms
chips (a joint she used to own) behind the bar and would give me one every once in a while. She used the
fives on the 21 game. The table is now at the local museum but it doesn't look like the one I remember.
Maybe her son changed it when he took over the place after she died. They have T-shirts there now claiming
Clara was the oldest dealer in the state. She told me her son did time in the Nevada State Prison for cattle
rustling. I wrote about the Golden in the Spring '99 issue of the club magazine. Click on it at the top of the page.