THEY STOLE OUR FLAG!
In 1970, having just turned 21, I was pretty pumped up about entering a Las Vegas casino legally for the first time. However, when I approached the entrance to Circus Circus, a security guard blocked me at the door. Why? My offense was a four-by-six-inch beaded replica of the American flag, an artful patch my girlfriend created to mend the threadbare thigh of my bell-bottomed jeans. Vietnam was in flames and President Nixon’s “Silent Majority” was no longer silent. Their vitr