My folks lived in Stevensville, Mt when I was born. That's about midway between Missoula and Hamilton, a little closer to Hamilton, so I was born at the hospital in Hamilton. In '54 my Father was Grand Master of the Masonic Lodge in Hamilton, and last Friday we buried him at the Riverview Cemetery, at the east end of town, overlooking the Bitterroot River. Then we all went to a local restaraunt owned by a friend of the family for dinner. Then I went chipping. The Magic Diamond Casino is the only place in town with live poker, open 3 nights a week from 7pm. The poker is actually a concession run by Lady Luck. The guy in charge didn't want to sell me chips, then agreed to sell me the $1, then finally gave in and sold me one of each. I can be very hard to say no to sometimes. These are now my favorite chips in my whole collection. Sorry, no traders.