Remember Me

Shamus

Allen Cunningham has quietly crept up close to the 45,000-chip mark. He had just scooped another small pot when someone called out from the rail.

"Hey, Allen! Ventura, California, baby! Thousand Oaks!"

Cunningham smiled. "But I'm not from there," he said.

Didn't deter the railbird, who went on to explain how he lived there. "And I'm growing grape wine grapes wine," he added excitedly.

"You're drinking grape wine grape wine," cracked Brett Jungblut, sitting to Cunningham's left.

After the fellow clarified what he actually was drinking (Bacardi & Coke), he went on to point out how he'd played with Cunningham back at the Commerce. Cunningham nodded, graciously listening for a short while. "But I can't talk about it just now," he shrugged.

"Love ya," he called, fading back into the crowd. "Ventura, California!"

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