The Duke of Fremont Street is a cathedral to class.
If you’ve been around Las Vegas for any length of time, it’s likely you’ve seen the dapper gentleman dressed to the limit. If not, then perhaps the 1938 Cadillac caught your attention. From his earliest origins spent gambling along the Mississippi River all the way to the bright lights of the Las Vegas Strip, the Duke has been there and always seems to be closing a deal.
In this 25-minute interview, I sat down with the Duke where we talked about his life, what he thinks of Las Vegas and casinos today, and where he thinks we’re all headed. No surprise, the Duke delivers. He holds nothing back. He sounds just as cool as he looks.
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This was one of the first (of several) interviews we’ve recorded as part of a new series called “The Basement Tapes,” brought to you by 5th Street Sports. We shot the video in a basement, where the studio is located — hence, the show’s name.
I had a great time interviewing the Duke, which is obvious in this video. Thanks to my guest for coming on to the show and setting a shining example of elegance, perhaps matched though never surpassed.
Meeting Alex Singer for the first time gives me plenty of good reasons to be optimistic about the future.
The 29-year-old native of Portland, OR and now a proud resident of Las Vegas is running for a seat in the U.S. Congress, in Nevada’s highly-contested 3rd district. He’s one of six candidates in the already-crowded Democratic field. Republicans are fielding a similar number of candidates, making this into one of the most unpredictable races in the state.
I’ve been friends with Alex on social media ever since he announced his candidacy last year. I’d also seen him speak briefly at a political rally here in Las Vegas. However, until yesterday, we had never met face to face.
In case you missed one of the greatest gaffes of all time on live television last night, game show host Steve Harvey blundered in the closing moments of the Miss Universe Pageant by announcing the wrong winner.
No treasure carries as much value as that which has become utterly unattainable. Nothing stands as more elusive than the loving embraces we remember once sharing with our families and friends, especially those tenderest of moments which shall not ever be within our grasp again. Nothing seems more illusory than distant memories only we are able to recall, nested and cradled within ourselves, but which dies with us once we’re perished from this earth. Nothing appears more fleeting than recollections of how our lives used to be, but which are no more.
Think about it. What we wouldn’t give or what sacrifices we would not make for a last embrace, for another personal sentiment, or for the opportunity to live just one more day with a departed loved one.
However, reunions do happen, and sometimes they take the most unexpected turns, and are manifested in ways we least expect.
The following 2-minute video is a public service announcement from Argentina. Please watch it. I promise it’s well worth your time and will melt your heart. It melted mine. The subject matter is revealed at the conclusion: