Today is the 5-year anniversary of me waking up at 5AM in Prairie Village, Kan., shoveling away the seven inches of snow around my moving truck tires, and rolling out of town to Las Vegas.
I had a great 17-year run in Kansas City. I moved seamlessly from the UMKC athletics department to the now-defunct Kansas City Blades to Metro Sports to owning my own business. I lived in Independence, Overland Park, Merriam, KCK (Kansas City, Kan.), and owned homes in Waldo and Brookside.
I met some wonderful people and made many new friends.
By 2010, I was ready to break away from the cold and snow and head to the desert.
The first five years in Las Vegas have been amazing. I went to poker school and got a job immediately. I was a manager by 18 months. I jumped from my first job in the suburbs to the world-famous Las Vegas Strip earlier this year.
I have made a slew of new friends. I had a son. We live in a great house in Henderson with a huge backyard and a pool.
There was one significant loss. Pirate, my beloved German shepherd mix, passed away after almost 12 years together. I still miss him.
Overall, however, Las Vegas has been very good to me.