Their first game was just days after 1 October, the deadliest mass shooting in American history. The Knights embraced Las Vegas and Vegas fiercely embraced them back. The rest, as they say, is history.
One of my fondest childhood memories is waking up on an early weekend morning to the aroma of frying bacon, the sound of the toaster popping up crunchy slices, and the intoxicating scent of percolating coffee.
You know how you see or meet someone (or several someones) and you just “click” right away? Well, that’s how it was for me and my wine group one Saturday at Marché Bacchus when Dick and Jarlene visited for the first time.