Las Vegas is good at forgetting. It’s not necessarily a bad thing: A city of second chances and fresh starts can’t waste too much time futzing with yarns about the good old days.
These unsung health care professionals work hard to heal the sick and comfort the suffering (and deliver the occasional squealing bundle of joy)
Susan Vanbeuge, Assistant Professor, UNLV School of Nursing
Nurse Practitioner, Brian Berelowitz Endocrinology
She’s helping to pave the way for the next wave of nursing professionals
When Susan VanBeuge told her grandmother she’d finally decided to go to nursing school after putting off her childhood career dream for nearly a decade, the family matriarch replied that it was fate: VanBeuge’s namesake, her great-grandmother, had also been a nurse. “Next thing you know, I get a picture in the mail, an antique photo, of my great-grandmother Susan in her nursing uniform,” VanBeuge remembers.
Local AIDS fundraising goes from niche targets to mainstream appeal
It’s hard to comprehend the fundraising challenges of HIV/AIDS advocacy groups when 34 million people live with HIV, which still has no cure and no vaccine. And nonprofits battling the virus and the disease it causes face diminishing federal funds and grant money — nonprofits such as Aid for AIDS of Nevada (AFAN), which assists some 4,000 affected clients.
Even amid a hundred dancers, gymnasts and acrobats, giant screens, blinding lights and all the other eye-popping stage sensations, you cannot miss the shredding warrior princess with the skyscraping up-do and eight-inch platforms wielding a bullion-hued six-string. If you’ve had the electric pleasure of seeing Michael Jackson ONE at Mandalay Bay, you know what I’m talking about.
Just before it enters North Las Vegas and becomes Civic Center Drive, North Eastern Avenue has drowned tortas, simmering molcajetes and locally made cheesy ice cream. Also: piñatas!
The large-scale architecture that ought to engage the community too often doesn’t. Some of the blame falls on us
Southern Nevada’s real estate collapse was ugly and embarrassing — but it may also have been the best thing that could have happened to local architecture.
For 33 years, the murder of Jamey Walker has haunted her family — and one journalist who covered it. “I feel like I’m letting my daughter down if I don’t find out what happened,” Eleanor Walker told me back in 2004, her voice cracking, sobs working up into her throat.
More than a stylish makeover, the Linq swings into action with top-notch brews and curated cocktails.
Many changes on the Las Vegas Strip are met with a bit of the grumble and eye roll — “I liked the original MGM sign better!” “I still miss the Stardust!” and, “Hey, when did they tear down that motel with the pink elephant?”
As the craft beer trend produces crazy flavors and wacky trends, Bad Beat’s Weston Barkley aims to perfect the classics
Weston Barkley never considered brewing as a profession. The first beer he ever drank was an ordinary bottle of Budweiser, and his first major job — a service technician for a local car dealership shortly after graduating from Durango High School — was a stable and satisfactory gig that lasted for almost a decade.
I have to confess a bit of queasy ambivalence when I see the bulldozers, block walls and banners signaling the start of a new suburban housing subdivision in the valley these days. On the one hand, sure, I’ll grab the pom poms and cheerlead any hopeful green shoot signaling economic comeback squeezing up out of the cracks.
Crime lords, illegal whiskey, federal stings and mysterious fires — par for the course in this tale of two historic Vegas nightclubs
Someone should put up a historic plaque next to the volcano at the Mirage hotel-casino. Not to commemorate the volcano but, rather, to mark a different kind of historic eruption: That spot is the site of the Red Rooster, the first nightclub on what would eventually become the Las Vegas Strip.
1. Among fans of cheap eats, our fifth annual edition of DEALicious Meals garnered a unanimous chorus of gastronomic delight — everyone together now: Ooh! Aah! Among fans of Cornwall, not so much.