Family History and Creating Memories: Our Favorite Board Games
After dinner, we would pull out one of two games Grandma loved to play: Mexican Train or Cards and Marbles (a fancy version of Sorry). It didn't matter which game we chose because Grandma was only after one thing: chaos. Winning didn't seem to matter much to her. In fact, she would happily sabotage her own game if it meant messing up someone else's. During Mexican Train, it often felt like she intentionally played on a train she knew someone else needed. In Cards and Marbles, you could hear the tapping of her fingernails on the wooden board as she calculated how many spaces away she was from landing on your marble and sending you all the way back to the start. There was always a healthy fear when playing Cards and Marbles with Grandma for two reasons. First, you never wanted to be paired up with her because you knew you were going to lose. Second, you never wanted to sit across from her because eventually the tapping would begin. It started softly, much like the da-dum, da-...