I pass the first sign advertising Nevada gambling on Interstate 80. At second glance I see the billboard representation of three slot machine reels, each appearing to be over five feet tall.
Any gambler knows what they have seen, a large representation of the front of a slot machine.
It was my third glance that revealed the large, but yet smaller words, that said something about Wendover at the state-line of Utah and Nevada, the first casinos at the northeast corner of the Silver State. It was a lonely sign, no others around for miles, whose eerie loneliness added to the mystique of its premature invitation to gamble. There were hundreds of miles of road and many hours of driving before the 'friendliest cowboy' of the Stateline Casino in Wendover, Nevada would greet me.