I am dealing double deck blackjack on a normal boring night when I had this guy in his late 20’s sit down. He was a nice looking guy, even though he was only wearing jeans and a shirt. He exchanged his money for chips and then he took out a small dime bag full of dirt. He set the dirt down on the table next to his chips and then started to play. “Um… Excuse me.” I said, “You can’t have dirt on the table.” He looked surprised and then laughed, “That’s not dirt!” he cried, “That’s my father!” “What?!?” I was so surprised. “Yea, my father just passed away and he had always wanted to come to Las Vegas, so we took some of the insurance money and part of his ashes and brought him to Las Vegas.” He told me that there were 3 kids and they had put his ashes into 3 separate bags. They had a list of everything their dad had wanted to do in Las Vegas and then they split up and each of them completed different things on that list. This guy said, “Before the trip is over we are going to spread his ashes at the Bellagio fountain.” “Oh. Well, if anyone asks just tell them it’s dirt because I don’t think the casino would allow you to do that if they knew.” After that experience all I can say is… wow!