The story from another century lived on despite all odds. The people it had been passed down to, miners and loggers, wildcatters, developers and boosters, had other things to consider.
Suddenly, when the tale sprouted like a long dormant seed, everyone within a hundred miles of Reno weighed in.
Guilt was assigned. Innocence was overlooked. Self-righteousness rang louder than silver dollars tumbling from a slot machine into a scarred stainless-steel bowl.