![]() Without a second thought, my dad and aunt jumped up from their seats and left with their friends.Ī few hours later, they came back to the house. ![]() It was the neighbor kids, who said they were on their way outside to play some outdoor game they all used to play. Just as they were about to start, the doorbell rang. They joined him at the kitchen table as he opened up the game, read the instructions and explained to them how to play, divided up the cards and put all the pieces where they go. He excitedly asked my father and his sister (who were 7 and 9 at the time) if they wanted to play. One weekend day, my grandfather went to the store and brought a new board game home for the family: Clue. ![]() It involved his father-my late grandfather-and one of the happiest and most loving people I’ve ever known. My father once told me a mundane little anecdote from his youth. ![]()
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