This was an unusual
Friday - much busier than usual - with highs and lows.
I went to swimming
as usual - and coffee. The son of one of our swimmer buddies lost his long
battle with cancer yesterday. His
mother, family and friends wil miss him terribly. RIP Curtis.
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On the brighter
side, I went back to duplicate this afternoon. A gal I've played with on
Mondays asked me to go with her. I don't
know that I'll keep playing with her - she's not a great player. But maybe we'll both get better. And I'm glad to be back doing that.
After supper, I
played here again. This time it was in
one gal's apartment. She's in her 90s,
too, and pretty crippled and in pain.
But she's a hell of a bridge player,
and I'm glad to get a chance to play with her. I know this is hard to
believe, but I was the most able-bodied person in the room, but the two hours
and two rubbers of bridge were hard fought.
And lots of fun.
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