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Pat’s Tavern by Thomas J. CraneCasino CapersHalf of this story was told to me by my father and the other half by my mother.One day, my father was standing in the casino and a man ran in and threw a gun towards my father and yelled, “Here, Pat, take this.” My father did and immediately stuck it in his belt. A few minutes later the police rushed in and by the time that they caught the guy, he didn’t have a gun so they let him go. Later that night my mother was upstairs sleeping with myself and my sister in bed. All of a sudden she heard a loud BANG! She immediately ran down the stairs to the kitchen and saw my father sitting in a chair and holding a gun. All that my father said was. “Go back to bed.” Which we all did.106

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