Too bad they tore down the Blenheim. I use to love looking at it. I saw the last of the Diving horses on the pier in ‘76. Gambling is everywhere, nobody needs to travel far to find it... Haven’t been to a Casino in decades. Even when I’d make the occasional trip I didn’t like them. $60 limit for me back then...I work too hard to throw it away.
I remember being there about the same time as a kid. My brother and I wandered around the Blenheim (I remember the musty, salty smell of the place) and stepped out onto a balcony under one of those iconic domes. It was magical. Faded and thread-bare but magical. And I beat a chicken at tic-tac-toe!