Cribbage

  

 

He wasn't particularly good at games.  Especially new games or thinking games... especially as he got older. 

Early on he could backgammon, hearts, pinochle anyone at the table.  He could poker his face and shoot the moon. 

But later he would only Mexican Train, Bunco, Uno and only in slooooow motion. 

Except for Cribbage.

Run and hide if he proposed a game of cribbage. Or play it for fun, not for competition. Think of it as an exercise, quality time together, a TV alternative.  But do not plan to win.  Just munch the popcorn, choose your cards and prepare to die. 

So today, when she played a friendly game of Cribbage with her Cribbage friend, and won, she did a little victory dance. A dance she made up because it was the first time she'd danced a Cribbage dance or experienced a Cribbage victory. 

And she thought of him, of course, dancing with her.  He's proud, since he taught her.  She did it. She found the 15s, claimed the nobs, reached the finish line first.   She won a Cribbage game.    She won!