When I fell in love with gambling

It was 1986 on a cruise to the Bahamas, and our first stop was in Freeport, and we stumbled onto the casino on the island. We went inside, and I sat down at a .25-cent slot machine. Back then, all of the machines were one-armed reel bandits, and there were no penny slots. I hit something, and the quarters started spilling out of that machine and clanging into the metal tray, and the lights and sounds were going off, and I was HOOKED for life. I was screaming like a wild woman, thinking I had really hit it big, and I think when all was said and done, I had won like $13.75. But gosh, it set my soul on fire!!! And that is the story of how the Tiny Whale started gambling way back in the day!