Mum was so smart! When Dad was out playing cards too much for her liking, she began a card group herself at our place on Sunday night, with the relatives and neighbours and also the local priests. We used to say they were spending the money from the collection plate, but that probably was unfair as they were only playing for small amounts. One of my younger sisters was tiresome as she really wanted to be noticed by the visitors. She would come out from her bed over and over again, to ask for a drink of water, to say she couldn't sleep, and anything else she could think of to gain their attention. I was older than her so also smarter! I would curl up to read on the sofa in the dining room where they played, on the pretext of getting them a cup of tea when they were ready. In fact, what I was doing was taking in every bit of the conversation that went on! I reckon I 'grew up' on those Sunday nights as the conversation moved from cards, to children, to families and to the general events of the small town!
Marie: And yet another story!
It seems to be a trait of the elderly to tell stories and often repeat the same stories. As our family has a major Reunion in February 2015 I will tell a family story each day and NOT repeat it for 100 days. I will use christian names from our earlier generations as pseudonyms.