My father on that same kidless vacation. Maybe a hotel in Las Vegas. A few times, they went away leaving us in the care of one of the 'agency' babysitters. The one I remember was an older lady named Mrs. Bressie. It was ok, I didn't mind the agency babysitters. My father is 38 in this picture, he's lost much of beanpole physique and filled out a bit though he was never overweight. I think he had that bathing suit for decades.
Las Vegas wasn't developed so much in 1964. Can't identify the hotel. But they are having a good time.
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