April 15 – I have always enjoyed good music, ever since I was a little kid with my mother playing the old, old piano, with such fervor and joy that we all sang along with her. But, guess what? She had never had a lesson in her entire life, but if we sang a line or two, she could play that piece of music just as if she had. Her dad was a musician in Germany and must have passed on the talent to his kids, as most of them could play with the music book in front of them, and others, like Mom, with no music at all. All of our family was familiar with the great composers and their works, and it’s still a real joy to listen to that music.
Both Mom and Pop joined in the fun, and had enough patience to bear with us until we could really play a good game. Sometimes we played with partners; other times we were on our own.
We soon found out that we could play another kind of game with those dominoes, one we had made up ourselves! “Shoot ’em down dominoes,” was the name one of my brothers gave to it. Each of us set up a row of ten dominoes standing on end in front of us. Then we each took three dominoes, and making sure they were behind the line on the carrom board, we put our “shooter” down in front of us, then held the other two dominoes tightly against the shooter, and aimed it the other dominoes in the rows of our opponents. Whiz! If we had a good aim and a good speed, we could watch at least one of the opponent’s dominoes fall flat.
Usually four of us played together, choosing partners before we began. (I was a little bit sad when one of my brothers quickly chose another brother as his partner, leaving only a third brother and me. What did he say? Something like, “Well, I guess I’ll have to play with “anybody” so I’ll HAVE to choose Sis.” Maybe you can guess why I tried and tried to become the best “partner” so I wouldn’t hear that sad remark any longer.
Well, back to the beginning. I am glad that we have so many jobs to take care of, so many visits to make, so many e-mails to write, and so much to learn (with the problem of forgetting, as well, thanks to our age!) that we won’t need to sit and sigh and wish for the good old days. Those days are with us every day as we are able to pop out of bed in the morning and keep going till bedtime and beyond! What rich blessings we are given from day to day! – CHRIS