
I find it hard to believe that my Grandma Keough really believed cards were evil. When I think of cards only good memories come flooding in. Some of the best times were at the kitchen table after supper just playing cards. I rem thinking that Rick was never going to understand how to play. Tonight Grandpa and Roz played cribbage. She is getting the basic ideas down. Let's try and play cards more. I know we all are busy and scurry to and fro but wouldn't it be fun?
Maybe I just have cabin fever. Roz was hoping for school tomorrow because she is bored. There is a big difference in not going anywhere and not being able to go anywhere. This too shall pass!!!





