One of our brightest young talents passed away yesterday. Ricky, otherwise as "El Burro" was found dead late last night sitting in his car parked in his garage. The cause of death was asphyxiation. An autopsy is being performed to determine more information.
This is very sad. He never really knew how much I liked and cared for him. I will miss him.
I met him once, in December of 2001. He was as intelligent and excited about the game as anyone I had ever met. His knowledge of advanced ways of beating the game was enormous, and his enthusiasm knew few equals. We spoke often on the phone during the early part of 2002, and he gradually became involved with the highest circle of advantage players in Las Vegas.
I became aware that Ricky had a substance problem in the middle of last year, and also heard of other hard times that started to befall him. I spoke to him once on the phone late last year, and pleaded with him to let me come to Las Vegas and take him to a treatment center. I told him I knew about his problem and that I was willing to do whatever I could for him. It was already too late.
His downward spiral landed him in prison, and finally these sad events.
I cannot understate how excellent an individual Ricky was, and how glad I was to know him for the brief period we communicated. I will always remember him as the bright young star I met that one cold Las Vegas evening.
--Mayor
This is very sad. He never really knew how much I liked and cared for him. I will miss him.
I met him once, in December of 2001. He was as intelligent and excited about the game as anyone I had ever met. His knowledge of advanced ways of beating the game was enormous, and his enthusiasm knew few equals. We spoke often on the phone during the early part of 2002, and he gradually became involved with the highest circle of advantage players in Las Vegas.
I became aware that Ricky had a substance problem in the middle of last year, and also heard of other hard times that started to befall him. I spoke to him once on the phone late last year, and pleaded with him to let me come to Las Vegas and take him to a treatment center. I told him I knew about his problem and that I was willing to do whatever I could for him. It was already too late.
His downward spiral landed him in prison, and finally these sad events.
I cannot understate how excellent an individual Ricky was, and how glad I was to know him for the brief period we communicated. I will always remember him as the bright young star I met that one cold Las Vegas evening.
--Mayor