September 5, 2016
September 5, 2016
About 20 or some years ago, when I first met Everett, a bunch of us, family and friends, went out to dinner together. My Uncle Tito, Everett and my Dad wore dark suits, slicked their hair back and wore extremely dark sunglasses. (Of course they all had dark hair back then.) It was one of my early visits to Las Vegas and the stories I had heard about Las Vegas preceded my visit and lead my mind to wondering.
Here are two men whom I knew, or thought I knew, and this new man, Everett Hill. As we were seated in a private room, none the less, of the restaurant, my mind began to put two and two together. It couldn't be...could it? My mind raced all over the place recalling all that I had learned about the Mob and Las Vegas. My mind was racing through all the names I was familiar with: "Bugsy", "Fat Herbie". "Tony the Ant".
Who was this Everett Hill character and was that his real name? Why would my Dad and my Uncle Tito get mixed up with this guy? Now they all are walking around and looking like Mob Members. I must admit, I was forever looking over my shoulder that evening in the restaurant and the parking area. Constantly checking around to see if anything weird was going down.
After I got to know Everett, (and realized that this was something the guys did now and again to be funny), I learned that Everett was such a mild mannered man; soft spoken and kind! I had to laugh at myself and still do when I think back at that dinner! They had me for sure.
Everett will be missed. I enjoyed our conversations on Aunt Sue's patio all those holiday gatherings. I never did tell him what I thought when I first met him. I'm sure he would have had a good laugh over it.
Rest in Peace Everett, and say Hi to my Dad!
Here are two men whom I knew, or thought I knew, and this new man, Everett Hill. As we were seated in a private room, none the less, of the restaurant, my mind began to put two and two together. It couldn't be...could it? My mind raced all over the place recalling all that I had learned about the Mob and Las Vegas. My mind was racing through all the names I was familiar with: "Bugsy", "Fat Herbie". "Tony the Ant".
Who was this Everett Hill character and was that his real name? Why would my Dad and my Uncle Tito get mixed up with this guy? Now they all are walking around and looking like Mob Members. I must admit, I was forever looking over my shoulder that evening in the restaurant and the parking area. Constantly checking around to see if anything weird was going down.
After I got to know Everett, (and realized that this was something the guys did now and again to be funny), I learned that Everett was such a mild mannered man; soft spoken and kind! I had to laugh at myself and still do when I think back at that dinner! They had me for sure.
Everett will be missed. I enjoyed our conversations on Aunt Sue's patio all those holiday gatherings. I never did tell him what I thought when I first met him. I'm sure he would have had a good laugh over it.
Rest in Peace Everett, and say Hi to my Dad!