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Monopoly.

In my previous comment to Jean-Luc about board games, I said that the board game Monopoly had some bitter-sweet memories attached to it.

It's what 3 of us kids were playing when we got the phone call that our father had died.

I can't play it without thinking of that moment...and him. He was far from the perfect father...but he was the one I was given.

That said, who'd like to buy Boardwalk?
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... Paige said…
I'm sorry such a sad memory is attached to a game that is supposed bring memories of carefee times & fun. I may not have ever played it again. You have a lot of strength.
4/28/2006 04:16:00 PM
M. C. Pearson said…
Oh, I am so sorry, Ciera! Very bittersweet. Thanks for telling us. So many times people don't realize why others react to things...To share something like that is hard. Bless you, my friend.
4/29/2006 02:29:00 AM
Jean-Luc Picard said…
That's sad to know that such an enjoyable game will always have those feelings for you, and prevent you from playing it.
4/29/2006 05:23:00 AM
Ciera said…
It's not so hard of a thing to share when you trust the people you're talking to!

As you like to tell me Jean-Luc - I shouldn't let the past control what I do - which is exactly why I still play monopoly. Besides, if I play with Koty and Jewell...they invent new rules all the time so it's like playing a whole new game!
4/29/2006 09:08:00 AM
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