I read with great interest the Feb. 10 editorial, “Gambling cash no sure thing.”
I especially liked the point about what might happen when the novelty wears off these machines.
I want to share a story of what happened to my husband and me in 2009. My son took us on a trip out west for our 50th anniversary. We went to Mount Rushmore, the Badlands, Wyo., and other points of interest.
My mother and father 60 years ago had made the same trip. She was telling me they visited Deadwood Gulch and also went to the graveyard where Calamity Jane and Wild Bill Hickok were buried.
Since we were in the area, I asked my son if he would take me there. We drove to Deadwood Gulch, and all we found were dirty gambling establishments. Since he had two small children, we didn’t even get out of the car nor did we get to see the graveyards.
I am afraid if Danville gets the right to have gambling in its town in full force, it will not be the answer to its revenue problem. There is an old saying, “Be careful what you pray for, for you just might get your prayers answered!”
I don’t mean to be a “wet blanket,” but as Professor Harold Hill said in “Music Man,” “We got trouble right here in River City and that starts with ‘P’ and that stands for pool.”
I like your city. I earned my living working in Danville. Good luck. You are going to need it.