Fun fact: Cribbage was invented in the early 1600s by Sir John Suckling. When we get together to play, we’re carrying a noble tradition into it’s fifth century. That why it includes expressions like “Two for his heels” and “One for his nob!” (awkwardly suggestive)
Jonathan and I started playing cribbage with the Wahlstroms a couple of years ago. I saw it as a sure sign of geezerhood, old people playing card games. Just look at the home page of cribbage.org. However, my kids tell me cribbage has become trendy. We are actually cutting edge. You find cribbage boards in bars. This game has staying power!
More important, it’s a live action, face-to-face encounter, an all-too-rare event for those of us who spend all day staring at a light box. Thank goodness Jonathan and I – two terrible planners – have excellent planner friends who keep us from disappearing into hibernation all winter by inviting us over for cribbage and beer.
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 187: 159 words, TOTAL = 30,634; 29,366 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.