When I was teaching at Loyola in 1978-79, I dragged my two grumpy kids out of bed early and went to the Rose Bowl for the monthly show: told the kids they would get 25 cents if they saw poker chips and 50 cents if I bought them; we didn't see any until we were almost around the bowl when my kids screamed: "poker chips, poker chips!" and there was a carousel partly filled with ugly numbered chips and the letters "D.I." on them: $20 said the lady. I was new to collecting antique poker chips but didn't collect number or casino chips. But we were about to strike out so I haggled her down to $10. Took them home; stored them; when I returned to Syracuse in the spring, the carousel went into my closet where I forgot it until I later moved into an apartment and shoved the chips, covered now with cob webs and a spider or two into my new closet and forgot them again. But then a couple of years later as I was now heavy into gaming chips, I remembered my DI chips--pulled them out and yes they were Desert Inn Roulette chips then "H" rated. Over the years I sold these ugly unwanted chips for hundreds of dollars.
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