“Trust everybody, but cut the cards.”

The sun never showed yesterday; in fact, it poured most of the afternoon. Gracie and I watched from the front door. The air smelled sweet, of grass and flowers and summer rain.

Today is yesterday’s twin with cloudy skies and a dampness which makes for a cool day. Gracie and I have a dump trip ahead of us and my laundry is nearly finished. Already I am more industrious than I have been the last few days.

Yesterday the red spawn was back. It was sitting in a feeder out of the rain eating my sunflower seeds. I could only see its tail hanging down outside the feeder so I knew he wasn’t looking so I got the hose and sprayed the opening of the feeder where the tail hung. That spawn set a new record getting out of the feeder onto the closest branch and jumping from branch to branch to get away. It, of course, tried again later so I sprayed it and it ran.

Growing up, I played all sorts of board and card games with my family. Every Christmas we’d get a new board game, sometimes new to us and sometimes to replace the one we’d worn out by playing it so much. The other night I dragged out my Go to the Head of the Class Game, and we played. The questions are divided by age, and many of the questions are tough or tricky. One of my friends stayed in kindergarten just about the whole game which was cause for a great deal of laughter and lots of harassment. Sorry is still a game we play every week. It is an I love it/I hate it game depending upon what happens. Even if you think you are in position to win, you could be very wrong and end up with a man starting all over again. That’s I hate it part which generally causes just a bit of foul language. We have decided it is the best game.

My parents taught us whist, and we played often. We played casino and fan tan, also card games. Many weekend nights we sat at the kitchen table playing game after game of hi lo jack, and that remains one of my strongest memories. I can still see the smoke-filled kitchen, the bar set up on the counter and the players sitting around the table. Usually my uncle, my mother’s brother, was there and sometimes my aunt, my father’s sister, was also there. My aunt was competitive, and my dad, also competitive though he didn’t admit it, always harassed her when he beat her. He was the master at driving her crazy, and the rest of us loved it. Once my dad fell off the bench onto the floor, but he never dropped a card. He held on to his hand even through the fall and from the floor offered his card for the turn he was playing. Come to find out he had wrenched his back somehow and a spasm had dropped him to the floor. That feat of holding on to his cards cane continuing to play even through the pain became part of family lore and has been passed down the generations.

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8 Comments on ““Trust everybody, but cut the cards.””

  1. May not be the greatest blues song, Kat, but it’s in keeping with your theme today. 😉



    • katry Says:

      I am a sucker for the blues, and this one “ain’t” bad!


      • Hedley Says:

        Seriously this should have been Stagger Lee. My personal preference is the appearance of good old Stagger Lee as the center piece of The Clash’s “Wrong ’em boyo” from “London Calling”

        But in a nod to Vintage Marie here is Lloy Price

  2. Thanks for the shout-out, Hedley! It’s my favourite Lloyd Price record.

  3. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    The only board games we played were Monopoly and Yahtzee. Pokeno was another favorite of the adults but I don’t remember much about it except for the little chips that were made out of some bendable red plastic stuff. A gibbous moon sometimes reminds me of a slightly bent Pokeno chip. Yeah, weird.
    Whist and Canasta were my card games. My parents played Hearts or Polka. My father really loved to play Cribbage and dominoes.

    Today was a partly day. Partly cloudy, partly sunny, partly warm, partly cool. My accomplishment for the day was to pick up the tiny pieces of shredded paper that the dogs left all over the house. Rocky got hold of a Tyvek bubble-wrap lined shipping envelope. Piki Dog helped him.

    Enjoy the evening.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      We played Kismet, a Yahtzee like game but with colored dice. I could never last a whole Monopoly game. We also played Pokeno. It was like a card bingo game.

      We loved cribbage and dominoes as well. My dad and I always played cribbage when I would visit him. We’d bring a portable cribbage board to Europe every time we went.

      When I was in Peace Corps training, we’d play a lot of games of hearts at night.

      We never saw the sun at all today. It is nice to know the dogs play well together!

      Have a great evening.

  4. olof1 Says:

    Sorry, or Fia with a push as we call it 🙂 has always been a favorite of mine. We did play a lot of whist and casino but we also played another card game called five hundred. In my friends family however we always played canasta and could go on all day long 🙂 We always had several breaks for tea and sandwiches or cookies 🙂

    Hot here yesterday and it will be much the same today. Low humidity though so it’s kind of nice to be honest. They are warning for eventual thunderstorms later in the day and that’s just to be expected hot days like these.

    My young dogs love this and runs around chasing each other for hours, run in to have lots of water and then goes out again to have some more fun 🙂 The old boys mostly sleeps 🙂

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      That’s cool to hear it called in another language. We also play 500 hundred but called it 500 gin rummy. We were never canasta players, just whist.

      No clouds today for a change!

      Gracie naps a lot and so do the cats, and I join them once in a while too. Rainy days are great for napping.

      Have a great day!

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