By Mary Friedel-Hunt
On the drive north from Janesville to Madison last week, I passed a gambling casino. The entire parking lot was packed with cars. Last month I visited a friend in Prairie du Chien. She suggested we have lunch at the restaurant attached to the nearby gambling casino on the Mississippi River. When we arrived, I was shocked to see a full parking lot on a weekday at 2 p.m.
When we lived in Ouray, Colo., Bill and I decided one day to drive over to Las Vegas to see what it was all about. The 600-mile drive seemed doable in a day, so off we went. Admittedly we were naive tourists who were