And we're off to Vegas telling stories of times in the military, playing ball in Waterford, driving a Zamboni, or making caricatures on his breaks at the GM plant. Making sure we were buckled up for socky, The King of Nothing taught himself carpentry, electric, plumbing, and more to build the Roman Resort as a sanctuary for his family of 4 kids, 12 grandkids, and Joan, his wife of 58 years. He golfed every Tuesday and Thursday, founded The Friday Night Flyers yet never missed a single game for his kids or grandkids. He fixed every car, nurtured countless plants and animals, he truly was a jack of all trades. After this long thrilling drive through life with a great Australian tan, he made it to his personal Vegas a true gentleman singing "I did it my way" to hit the final royal flush but he would tell you he had it all along floating in the pool at the Roman Resort surrounded by his family.