Monthly Archives: June 1997

It started as fun

It started as fun, just us four, nickels and dimes, we wouldn’t play for more. It took just a few hand. It all went up in smoke when Dave drew out and started to joke. The bet limit was off, … Continue reading

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Burning and turning

Burning and turning . . . Oh what a life! I thought when I grew up I might be a wife. Instead I stay up with the boys all night, dealing the cards until it’s daylight. If I could start … Continue reading

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The Rocks

The temperature is about 100 plus and you started out to clean the garage and finish your yard work, but . . . you know how those well intentioned thoughts get sidetracked when you’d rather play poker. The next thing … Continue reading

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The endless line

Where do they come from? The endless line. Waiting in the Queue ’til the end of time. They reach in their pockets for a chance to play. Matching wits and skills to survive the foray. They stack up their chips … Continue reading

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Praise the lord and pass the chips

The views expressed in this article are strictly those of this writer. They are not meant to infringe upon, imply or describe the religious or spiritual belief of any society, organization or individual. Ever wonder if the players sitting next … Continue reading

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