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Warren Nelson - University of Nevada, Reno

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I got together a crew to bring to <strong>Reno</strong>.<br />

Th ese people are all dead now. One young<br />

man by the name <strong>of</strong> Jim Brady was a very<br />

bright guy about my age or a little bit younger.<br />

I was twenty-three at the time—1936. A<br />

young fellow by the name <strong>of</strong> Clyde Bittner,<br />

who worked for me at the time <strong>of</strong> his death—<br />

he was a shift manager—just a real fi ne, fi ne<br />

man and very knowledgeable in the business.<br />

Another man named Dick Trinastich came<br />

with me. He was a big, fat fellow who died <strong>of</strong><br />

a heart attack; he got teased a lot, but he was<br />

a very good Keno man.<br />

We arrived in <strong>Reno</strong> on the twenty-ninth<br />

<strong>of</strong> April, 1936. Francis Lyden got us a room<br />

in a hotel above the Palace Club. Th en we<br />

started getting all the things together to open<br />

up the game.<br />

Francis had dealt the game up in Butte,<br />

Montana with his brother Joe. Joe was an<br />

electrical engineer. Th eir stepfather, whose<br />

name was Pete Notten, was one <strong>of</strong> the oldtimers<br />

in the gambling business and had<br />

brought his two step-sons into the business.<br />

Th ey were very bright, methodical people, and<br />

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Palace Club, 1936-1942<br />

knew the business well. I learned a lot from<br />

both <strong>of</strong> them. Joe is now in his eighties and<br />

lives in Las Vegas, and I believe he operates<br />

the Keno game in the Holiday Hotel.<br />

On the way through Butte to <strong>Reno</strong> we<br />

stopped and talked to Joe Lyden and old man<br />

Notten; they gave me more advice.<br />

Getting into <strong>Reno</strong>, we started to get the<br />

stuff together. <strong>Reno</strong> was a very bright place at<br />

the time; there were things that I’d never seen<br />

before; it was very, very interesting.<br />

I met a young lady the fi rst night I was in<br />

town—the twenty-ninth <strong>of</strong> April and married<br />

her on the twentieth <strong>of</strong> May; her name was<br />

Clorinda Petricciani, the daughter <strong>of</strong> the man<br />

who owned the Palace Club who Francis<br />

Lyden worked for. Th is was sort <strong>of</strong> done on the<br />

spur <strong>of</strong> the moment, but we stayed married<br />

for ten years. It naturally made a diff erence<br />

because I got chances through old John<br />

Petricciani, who was called “Slot Machine<br />

Johnny,” that I wouldn’t have gotten if I hadn’t<br />

been married to his daughter. However, I<br />

think that I learned well and did the best I<br />

could with that.

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