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Showing posts with label cribbage. Show all posts
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Monday, December 20, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
29 hand... after 50 years of cribbage
From Morrison County Record:
"Jerome Olesch and his friends play cribbage on a regular basis at the Little Falls Senior Center. He has been playing the game for over 50 years and Thursday, Feb. 11, while playing with Dick Tedford and Clarence Stockwell, he dealt himself the five of spades, five of clubs, five of hearts and the Jack of diamonds. "I thought, how great it would be to have the five of diamonds cut," he said. When Stockwell did cut the five of diamonds, Olesch jumped into out of his seat and threw down his hand for his opponents to see. The odds of getting a perfect cribbage hand of 29 in a game with three or four players are one in 649,740. Olesch did win that game, skunking both his opponents. "We play every Tuesday and Thursday while waiting our turn during the pool tournaments," said Tedford. "Everyone is welcome to to join us." Shown with the perfect hand are (from left): Tedford, Olesch and Stockwell."
Original article here.
Friday, March 19, 2010
The lessons of Cribbage...
Fron ChicoER.com:
Susan Levine shares cribbage, and all its lessons
By MARY NUGENT - Staff Writer
Posted: 02/20/2010 12:00:00 AM PST
CHICO — Susan Levine thinks Cribbage is so much fun, and so valuable, that she devotes time to teaching children to play.
"It's complicated — but it's less complicated than bridge," she said Tuesday, as she played the game with fifth grader Gage Sell at Citrus School.
Gage, 11, likes the game and looks forward to the days Levine visits his class. "I've been playing for a year," he said. "I taught my 15-year-old brother to play."
That's exactly what Levine hopes will happen — that her students will teach their families and friends.
Levine, a retired school library clerk who most recently worked at Citrus School, said there are endless reasons why she likes the game that originated about the same time the Pilgrims were settling at Plymouth...
Full article here.
Susan Levine shares cribbage, and all its lessons
By MARY NUGENT - Staff Writer
Posted: 02/20/2010 12:00:00 AM PST
CHICO — Susan Levine thinks Cribbage is so much fun, and so valuable, that she devotes time to teaching children to play.
"It's complicated — but it's less complicated than bridge," she said Tuesday, as she played the game with fifth grader Gage Sell at Citrus School.
Gage, 11, likes the game and looks forward to the days Levine visits his class. "I've been playing for a year," he said. "I taught my 15-year-old brother to play."
That's exactly what Levine hopes will happen — that her students will teach their families and friends.
Levine, a retired school library clerk who most recently worked at Citrus School, said there are endless reasons why she likes the game that originated about the same time the Pilgrims were settling at Plymouth...
Full article here.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Pegged Out: 114-year-old Mary J. Ray
From The Boston Globe:
"Almost until the end, Mary Josephine Ray would take song requests, crooning traditional Acadian tunes from her childhood and Tin Pan Alley standards. From her New Hampshire nursing home, she played cribbage with a youthful zeal, tallying every point herself. At 106, she shrugged off hip replacement surgery like she had skinned her knee.
She said the rosary, watched her soaps, and cheered on her beloved Red Sox. Hershey’s Kisses were always close at hand. Sometimes, so was a dainty snifter of port.
Ray, who died in her sleep Sunday at the age of 114, had been widely acknowledged as the oldest person in the United States and the second-oldest person in the world. As she climbed the ranks of the world’s most aged, she would say she owed her longevity to God alone. But another reason, her family believes, was that she welcomed each day with gratitude and wonder..."
Full article here.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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Saturday, July 18, 2009
91-year-old loves Cribbage...
From Colorado Springs Gazette.com:
"He turns 91 on Thursday.
The retired electrician has social networked the old-fashioned way for decades, mostly over card games or for work projects.
Sure, he prefers face-to-face interaction, but he’s hip to whatever.
He quit wearing a watch after his wife, Eileen, died in 2006. He also adopted a “whatever develops” attitude, which he says “eliminates the stress.”
Most of his neighbors at Estates at Cheyenne Boulevard apartments are youngsters, which keeps down the female interference. “In those high-rise senior places, when you got a car, you got a lot of women after you,” Gallentine says.
He plants flowers and decorates the back fence behind the white, two-story complex for holidays. Residents like the color he adds to what is otherwise a functional fence behind a cluster of clotheslines. Up now are summery plywood cutouts he painted. He’s plotting Labor Day’s display.
Granted, this isn’t news that usually makes the newspaper. Neither is Gallentine, a nonagenarian, spending his golden years quietly doing his thing.
Make that, things.
“You don’t have to sit home and twiddle your thumbs,” he says.
His thumbs find plenty of other action.
This is a guy who could do a Facebook status update daily: “Bud Gallentine played cribbage, went fishing, caught a Sky Sox game, fed the nickel slots at Cripple Creek, decorated the back fence.”"
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"He turns 91 on Thursday.
The retired electrician has social networked the old-fashioned way for decades, mostly over card games or for work projects.
Sure, he prefers face-to-face interaction, but he’s hip to whatever.
He quit wearing a watch after his wife, Eileen, died in 2006. He also adopted a “whatever develops” attitude, which he says “eliminates the stress.”
Most of his neighbors at Estates at Cheyenne Boulevard apartments are youngsters, which keeps down the female interference. “In those high-rise senior places, when you got a car, you got a lot of women after you,” Gallentine says.
He plants flowers and decorates the back fence behind the white, two-story complex for holidays. Residents like the color he adds to what is otherwise a functional fence behind a cluster of clotheslines. Up now are summery plywood cutouts he painted. He’s plotting Labor Day’s display.
Granted, this isn’t news that usually makes the newspaper. Neither is Gallentine, a nonagenarian, spending his golden years quietly doing his thing.
Make that, things.
“You don’t have to sit home and twiddle your thumbs,” he says.
His thumbs find plenty of other action.
This is a guy who could do a Facebook status update daily: “Bud Gallentine played cribbage, went fishing, caught a Sky Sox game, fed the nickel slots at Cripple Creek, decorated the back fence.”"
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
Bolwerk, Willard J. "Willie": Pegged out...
From Post Crescent:
"Willard Bolwerk, 77, Neenah, died Tuesday, May 19, 2009, following a short illness at Theda Clark Medical Center. He was born June 22, 1931, in Combined Locks, son of Martin and Adrianna (Hurkman) Bolwerk. Willie married Virginia Kessler, May 11, 1957, at St. Patrick Catholic Church, Menasha. He was employed at American National Can for 31 years prior to his retirement. During this time he also operated his own painting business. Following retirement Willie drove for Bergstrom Auto. He was a member of St. Margaret Mary Catholic Church, Neenah and the Knights of Columbus Neenah Council #5514. Willie was a regular cook for many of their cookouts. He was a fast pitch softball pitcher. Willie enjoyed fishing, playing cribbage and spending summer vacations at Birches Resort with his family.
Willie is survived by his wife, Ginny; his children: Mary (Christopher) Volkman, Appleton; Patricia (Tom) Smith, Kaukauna; Martin (Debbie), Neenah; Kristi (Andy) Yates, Wallace, MI; Jane (Gary) Kattau, Gardner, MA; Jon (Dawn), Neenah; grandchildren: Peter (fiancee, Leslie Iverson) Volkman, Kati (Russell) Stacey, Elizabeth (Nathan) Frailey, Adam and Matthew Bolwerk, April and Kyle Yates, Emily, Jonah, Jarrod and Noah Kattau, Jacqueline and Gabrielle Bolwerk; brothers and sisters: Theodore (Mary), Harlow, England; Gerald (Carmen), Appleton; Mary Jo (Vernon) Lamers, Combined Locks; Clair (Nancy), Kimberly; Joseph, Winchester; Julie (William) Van Hout, Roswell, GA; Roger, Kimberly; sisters- and brothers-in-law: Leah Bolwerk, El Cajon, CA; Sister Donna Marie Kessler, Manitowoc; Lawrence (Donna) Kessler and John (Sally) Kessler, both of Neenah; Robert (Nancy) Kessler, Exeland, WI; Thomas (Joyce) Kessler, Turtle Lake, WI and Donna Kessler, Green Bay.
Willie was preceded in death by his parents; a brother, James Bolwerk and two sisters-in-law: Frances and Judy Bolwerk.
Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m. Saturday, May 23, 2009, at St. Margaret Mary Church, 620 Division Street, Neenah with Fr. Michael L. Ingold officiating. Interment will be in St. Margaret Cemetery. Friends may call at the Kessler Funeral Home from 4 to 8 p.m. Friday and at the church from 10 a.m. Saturday until the time of the mass. A prayer service will be held at 7 p.m. Friday at the funeral home and the Knights of Columbus Neenah Council #5514 will pray the rosary at 10:15 a.m. Saturday in the church. A memorial has been established."
Original article here...
Friday, May 15, 2009
Considering cribbage...
From Considering Lilies:
"...Speaking of Cribbage...
A couple of years ago I went to play board games with my BFF and her grandparents at the Franke Home. At some point during a very long game of Phase 10, the subject of Cribbage came up. When Mr. Hooker pulled out his board I was ecstatic. He was surprised to find I really knew the game. We were equally excited to play.
There was trash-talk on both sides. He promised he'd school me, while I assured him that youth would triumph..."
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"...Speaking of Cribbage...
A couple of years ago I went to play board games with my BFF and her grandparents at the Franke Home. At some point during a very long game of Phase 10, the subject of Cribbage came up. When Mr. Hooker pulled out his board I was ecstatic. He was surprised to find I really knew the game. We were equally excited to play.
There was trash-talk on both sides. He promised he'd school me, while I assured him that youth would triumph..."
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Wawatay cribbage notes...
From Wawatay News:
"...I sat down to play cribbage with a friend of mine the other night. I haven’t played this game in a long time and it took me a few turns before it came back to me.
I was reintroduced to the game by Don Paquette, a friend of mine who I had a visit with in the hospital.
Don is a big guy with a big heart and he really knows his crib. He is an avid cribbage player who has played all his life.
His dad taught him the game and he has passed it on to his children and many more people over the years. He loves the game so much that he put up with my amateur playing..."
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Sunday, February 1, 2009
Cribbage at Terminal Island...
From DD Behind The Wall:
"..."15-2, 15-4, and a pair for 6"
Usually, pegging 6 points in cribbage on the south yard with my cribbage group arouse some flak and trash talk. But not today.
South Yard has a nice view of the Long Beach Harbor. Pigeons make their cooing noises as one older man feeds peanuts to them. Oddly quiet on a Thursday afternoon, there is tension in the air. Today there is less "human noise" and only the pigeons, slapping of dominoes, and the strangely calming clink-clank coming from the weight pile can be heard. If I close my eyes and concentrate, I can hear past the barbed wire and hear the beep-boop-beep-boop of the cranes loading my Thursday friend, Hapag-Lloyd.
However, we are all waiting; waiting for last year to happen again. It was unforgettable for those who were there and re-counted it in vivid detail for those who were not. Watching TV, someone changed the channel, and a fist pummeled into the nose of the offender. The offender scurried out and the assailant pursued with ferocious fervor. An ill-equipped female guard pleaded on deaf ears to stop the melee. The red panic button she carried was pressed into the shell of her walkie-talkie and Guard Tower 2 responded...'
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"..."15-2, 15-4, and a pair for 6"
Usually, pegging 6 points in cribbage on the south yard with my cribbage group arouse some flak and trash talk. But not today.
South Yard has a nice view of the Long Beach Harbor. Pigeons make their cooing noises as one older man feeds peanuts to them. Oddly quiet on a Thursday afternoon, there is tension in the air. Today there is less "human noise" and only the pigeons, slapping of dominoes, and the strangely calming clink-clank coming from the weight pile can be heard. If I close my eyes and concentrate, I can hear past the barbed wire and hear the beep-boop-beep-boop of the cranes loading my Thursday friend, Hapag-Lloyd.
However, we are all waiting; waiting for last year to happen again. It was unforgettable for those who were there and re-counted it in vivid detail for those who were not. Watching TV, someone changed the channel, and a fist pummeled into the nose of the offender. The offender scurried out and the assailant pursued with ferocious fervor. An ill-equipped female guard pleaded on deaf ears to stop the melee. The red panic button she carried was pressed into the shell of her walkie-talkie and Guard Tower 2 responded...'
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Cribbage from the dump...
From Notes From the Dump:
"...…Dennis (above) was talking about cribbage but metaphorically in life it amounts to the same thing, you just keep bobbing and weaving and hoping you can cut a Jack..."
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"...…Dennis (above) was talking about cribbage but metaphorically in life it amounts to the same thing, you just keep bobbing and weaving and hoping you can cut a Jack..."
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Cribbage and car makers...
From Columbus Dispatch.com:
"...Kenneth Green, a tall, bony, cribbage-loving fan of the Detroit Tigers, left his family's farm outside the village of Morrice and traveled about 25 miles to become a tool-and-die maker for Oldsmobile.
When son Richard turned 18, he followed his dad's career, breaking only for a stint in the Marines.
At Oldsmobile, Richard's starting wage was about $2 an hour. More than money, what made being an autoworker especially appealing was security.
"If you went to work here, you were a good employee, and you did things right, you'd have a job for life," Richard Green said..."
Full story...
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Cribbage on the inaugural trail...
From The Boston Globe:
"...A few hours later, a band of graying liberal activists from Cambridge rode a train to Washington in a more subdued mood. Playing cribbage and sipping scotch, they listened as Susan Stockard recounted being a 15-year-old seated near John F. Kennedy when he took the oath of office in 1961. The travelers agreed they were once again on their way to another transformational moment in history..."
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"...A few hours later, a band of graying liberal activists from Cambridge rode a train to Washington in a more subdued mood. Playing cribbage and sipping scotch, they listened as Susan Stockard recounted being a 15-year-old seated near John F. Kennedy when he took the oath of office in 1961. The travelers agreed they were once again on their way to another transformational moment in history..."
Full article
Monday, January 19, 2009
Solve crime, play cribbage...
From NY Daily News:
"...He had become a reluctant defense lawyer after losing a seventh bid for reelection in 1950, preferring to pursue a long list of hobbies that included fishing for trout, playing cribbage with pals and writing. (He had published a couple of books, but few noticed. Even fewer bought.)..."
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"...He had become a reluctant defense lawyer after losing a seventh bid for reelection in 1950, preferring to pursue a long list of hobbies that included fishing for trout, playing cribbage with pals and writing. (He had published a couple of books, but few noticed. Even fewer bought.)..."
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Monday, January 12, 2009
Cribbage in Israel...
From My Year in Israel:
"...After an unexpected refrigerator incident (a lot of water was involved) we walked down to Emek Refaim to meet Beth and Robin for tea and cribbage - a rather confusing, but very fun, card game. We switched to Spades briefly and then left to meet Michal Kabatznik (camp friend) for dinner at Luciana's - a very nice Italian restaurant..."
Full post here.
Cribbage aids in hip surgery recovery...
From Yakima-Herald:
"...Medication took care of the pain part, and our daughter had left the cribbage board and cards, which we hoped would help with the boredom problem. When you combine Russ' level of sedation, and the fact that we hadn't played cribbage for at least 30 years, you have a unique game.
We made four starts, stopping each time because we'd done something stupid, or couldn't remember what to do next. A nurse asked who was winning, and I replied, "Umm ... nobody." Russ just moaned softly. The constant shuffling of cards kept him occupied, though.
I went home and found our Hoyle's rule book for games, with its yellowed, dog-eared pages and torn cover. It was first copyrighted in 1887, and ours was the 1948 reprinting, but I guess cribbage rules don't change much in a century...."
Full article.
"...Medication took care of the pain part, and our daughter had left the cribbage board and cards, which we hoped would help with the boredom problem. When you combine Russ' level of sedation, and the fact that we hadn't played cribbage for at least 30 years, you have a unique game.
We made four starts, stopping each time because we'd done something stupid, or couldn't remember what to do next. A nurse asked who was winning, and I replied, "Umm ... nobody." Russ just moaned softly. The constant shuffling of cards kept him occupied, though.
I went home and found our Hoyle's rule book for games, with its yellowed, dog-eared pages and torn cover. It was first copyrighted in 1887, and ours was the 1948 reprinting, but I guess cribbage rules don't change much in a century...."
Full article.
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