Jonathan Warren
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Honorary Consul of the Principality of Monaco,
Chairman of the Liberace Foundation for the Performing and Creative Arts,
50 years in Las Vegas,
Citizen of the world.
The Final Portrait (part 1)
A true Las Vegas story, told in episodes. by Jonathan Warren Part 1: The Circus, the Count and the FBI “I think my old neighbor was Howard Hughes’s mistress.”
Jonathan WarrenPublished about a month ago in Humans
Raiders of the Lost Creek
In July of 2007, The Las Vegas Springs Preserve opened for the first time. The public and the press came out in droves. There were big photo ops, a ribbon cutting, lots of politicians and officials smiling for cameras, and speeches. Head of the Las Vegas Valley Water Commission, Pat Mulroy, spoke of saving the Las Vegas Springs, including the original settlement earlier called Big Springs, and congratulating everyone on the continuing construction of the massive complex called the Springs Preserve.
Jonathan WarrenPublished about a month ago in Wander
The Path of the Shield
Irwin Molasky hung up the phone, perplexed. Why should a simple land purchase be so mysterious? It was 1963, and land deals were pretty simple in Las Vegas. Seldom were principals out of town, much less out of the Country. But this one was different. And it would be the biggest deal Irwin had done yet.
Jonathan WarrenPublished 2 months ago in Wander
Secret owner of the lost ranch at Pine Creek
Three quarters of a mile off the Scenic Loop in Red Rock Canyon National Recreation Area, hikers come across the remains of a structure, which today is not on the map. A concrete basement foundation of a home suddenly appears in a clearing, as the trail meets Pine Creek, in the afternoon shadow of the massive cliffs of Mount Wilson and Bridge Mountain.
Jonathan WarrenPublished 2 months ago in Wander
Pure Adventure
I had come to call them "The Guns of August" - the thunderstorms that came to the Las Vegas valley each year in last of the hot months. Summer seldom leaves quietly, in desert.
Jonathan WarrenPublished 2 months ago in Wander
Saving Spring Mountain Ranch
"Jon, it's time to get up. Let's get a move on." My mother always loved the sunrise. I sat up in bed. It was a cool, spring morning, in Goodsprings, Nevada, 1974. I was about to turn 10. A little heat was coming from the wood burning stove outside my bedroom door.
Jonathan WarrenPublished 2 months ago in Wander
The Final Portrait (part 3)
A true Las Vegas story, told in episodes. Part 3: Artist in the wind Read Part 2 Read Part 1 I realized a footnote had taken prevalence. The nude portrait on the wall of a brothel had held the keys to a mystery spanning five decades. An accepted narrative, one that directed the distribution of the estate of America's richest man, was in question.
Jonathan WarrenPublished 3 months ago in Humans
The Bounce
Claude was thirteen. He walked down an empty two lane road, avoiding puddles so that the rain water wouldn't get to his feet, through virtually disintegrated shoes, his only means of transportation. He accompanied his older sister and his mother, on the way back to their very humble home from the local store, on Washington state's rural Kitsap Peninsula. It was summer, 1945.
Jonathan WarrenPublished 3 months ago in Families
