I love me some Craps

One week ago today I was leaving Las Vegas. The thing I missed instantly after walking out of the hotel was the Craps table. Not just the table or the game, but the dealers. I honestly missed the old men who were there with me every step of the way...testing the waters for the first time...learning the proper table etiquette...understanding all the possible bets. I saw the same men there every day. I assume they are scheduled at the same table daily and have the same shift. They were always very friendly and willing to strike up a conversation. Larry, Johnny, Ricky...it was fun and I forgive you for taking my money.