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I always felt a little sheepish telling my friends that my dad was an exmormon who had taken up playing Black jack to the point that he became an instructor. Thankfully, he wasn’t the kind of guy to gamble the family’s money away. He had a fund and only used it for playing and he didn’t believe in luck. He was so good at it, hotels would pay for his stay in hopes he would lose his money. At one point my exmormon dad won $5000. One time my husband went along just to watch him do it. He thought it was entertaining.