Who Will Miss You?
While driving from the airport in Las Vegas, I mentioned to my driver that I was sad that my friend Danny Gans, the amazing entertainer, had passed away. The driver stopped at a red light turned to me and said "A few weeks after he died his name disappeared from all the billboards and taxi cab signs. Bam! He was gone and the town moved on without missing a beat or him." It occurred to me that while Vegas can't afford to miss Danny because the show must go on, his family is the ones who miss him more than…