MID-January '06 Tony's 2 Cents Column

I love this town…there are beautiful girls, the best dining, great entertainment, you can win at the casinos, beautiful girls…oh wait, I already said that…

I don't believe "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" or Henderson, for that matter. Vegas Style is too good for that.

We Vegans share everything we have, with all of our visitors.

Our humor is contagious and spreads to everyone. We locals, and I'd like to think of myself and Jillie as Vegas locals, are kind and giving to everyone—always having an Ace in the hole.

Our Vegans who serve us do it better than anywhere in the world. Parking your car is like leaving it in your living room, and even more comfortable.

I have written out my Vegas Oath…

A Vegan is Trustworthy, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous, Kind, Cheerful and will not stiff anyone for tips, or with bad checks, we know better.

As your unknown Vegan I shall serve you by observing all behaviors in the city, and those who get stiffed.

In 1993 Tony penned a book called Tony Curtis…the Autobiography, this is an excerpt from that book...

"I could understand why a guy like Frank Sinatra got turned off by the world pounding on him all the time, and why he pulled into himself in a lot of ways. But he and I got to know each other better in those days*. He would call me up, and I'd hear that unmistakable voice on the other end of the line say,

"Bernie."

"Francis?"

"We're going to Las Vegas."

"We are? When?"

"Tonight. You're driving."

He'd show up in his car and I'd get in the driver's seat. I marveled at him. I still do. Actually, Frank always was a loner. I respected him for that…"

*1959