Dana White, King of MMA

chairs that I, Dana, his sister, and their grandmother all slept on until the furniture
arrived three weeks late. I did not have enough money left after our cross-country
trip to go to a hotel, so sleeping in the living room on these lawn chairs had to do. I
was starting work that week at Valley Hospital, and so I needed to stretch the last of
my money until I got my first paycheck. The hospital did not pay every week when I
first started, but every two weeks, and worse yet, I did not know they held back your
first paycheck. I was counting out pennies before I received my first pay. It took no
time at all for Dana and Kelly to make friends with all the kids in the neighborhood,
and once our furniture arrived and I was able to get the pool clean, our house quickly
became the neighborhood place where all the other kids came to play and swim.
From 1980, when we first moved to Las Vegas, until 1986, Dana’s grandmother
would come out in October and spend the winters with us. This worked out well for
all of us because I was a single mother working eighty to a hundred hours a week as a
nurse to support Dana and his sister. When Dana attended St. Viator’s, which was
quite a distance from our house; his grandmother drove him to school and picked him
up every day. When Dana and Kelly got out of school, their grandmother would be at
the house waiting for them. She fixed supper every night for them and made sure they
did their homework. We were not in Las Vegas for very long when I received a phone
call from my youngest brother, Michael. He proceeds to tell me he is on his way to Las
Vegas, his car broke down, they were in Missouri somewhere and he didn’t have the
money to fix it, and yes he did say, they. I sent him the money he needed by Western
Union, and a few days later he showed up on my doorstep. Michael, his girlfriend and
their 2-year-old son with no money and the only person they knew in Vegas was me.
They moved in with us until Michael and his girlfriend found jobs and saved up enough
money to get their own apartment.
Dana and his sister, for the longest time were either sharing their bedrooms with
someone or giving up their bedrooms altogether to visitors. The rented house only had
three bedrooms so there were times the house was full of people. Another one of my
brothers, George, lost his job in Connecticut. He had run out of money and didn’t
know what he was going to do. I bought him a plane ticket to come out to Vegas and
he moved in with us, staying for three years while he got back on his feet. My sister,