University of Nevada, Reno




Cocktail waitress and the singer

By Pat 


PatWhen my grandfather bought it, our house was a country club, and in the back were stables for the horses. They turned those into spaces for the cars. He had the apartment buildings built. He was quite old. My grandmother was about 25 years younger.

Also, in the old days, funerals were a big celebration, living the people’s lives who passed away. And everybody was there for each other to lean on. Grandpa had a great big mausoleum and everybody was buried there.

The third floor of our house became a dancing studio from 9 to 5. My parents taught dancing lessons six days a week.

My parents were in show biz and that is a world unto itself. You have to live it to appreciate it. Again, after I grew up and away from it, I appreciated how different it was! They would take me in the car to their shows. I would be in a high chair in the back or sleep in a drawer. I didn’t remember that, but that’s what they said.

Then I married my husband, who was in show biz, and I really knew what show biz was about, as we traveled around the world on his talent.

Moving to Vegas in my 20s changed my life. I’ve lived here for 50 years, and the friends I’ve made here are like family.

When I met my husband, our lives intertwined and made everything perfect. We were both living and working in Vegas for 10 years and our paths never crossed until 1967, when we both worked at the El Cortez Hotel. He was the entertainer and I was a cocktail waitress.

Five years later, we got married, both for the second time around. We both had children and we became one family.


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