The first Las Vegas Strip hotel I ever stayed in was The
Dunes, back in the late ‘60s when my in-laws took us (the wife, the little kid)
to Las Vegas one Christmas holiday. Up to then, I’d only stayed in (1) a
downtown motel, and (2) The Fremont Hotel on Fremont Street before it became
The Fremont Experience.
There are two things that stick in my mind from The Dunes
experience: First, we hired a babysitter to watch our young son while we went
to a show. Her name was Mrs. Yertle. I’ll never forget it, because it rhymes
with … ah, never mind. Mrs. Yertle spent the evening in our room with our son
and I guess she did just fine because the boy wasn’t screaming his head off
when we got back.

Second, the show we went to was a typical Las Vegas stage
production with bare-breasted dancers (the hotel was the first to feature this),
variety acts, and Reveen the Impossible. Peter Reveen did magic and hypnotism;
he was a big star at the time, performing for 35 years or so to an estimated
six million people. He’s currently illusionist Lance Burton’s manager.
I stayed at the Dunes a couple more times, then alas,
they imploded the place in 1993, the first-ever implosion in Las Vegas. The Bellagio now occupies the land where The Dunes once sat.
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