Click the pic! The neighborhood in Las Vegas where I grew up was tuf. You had to be a tuff kid to survive. This is a picture of my gang, the Mighty Masters of Mayhem and Marvelous Mustachioed Marauders. Better known as Emmminemmm. The boys’ dad owned a gambling den on Fremont Street called the Boulder Club. Every year during Heldorado Days there were three parades down Fremont Street. One year I got to paint a picture of Boulder Dam (Hoover Dam’s original name – it’s why Boulder City isn’t named Hoover City) on a big metal sign for the Boulder Club’s float. I got to keep the sign which I turned into a puppet theater. But I digress. Every kid needed a tufff dog. My dog’s name was Big Fido. There were no cats in our neighborhood because Big Fido terrified cats. Big Fido terrified everything. To see a picture of me and Big Fido, click here.
