ALL IN THE FAMILY
I started playing Scrabble with my grandma on weekends probably from age eight or nine. She was merciless, never letting me win. But I enjoyed the game anyway, and once I got to Israel started playing regularly with a friend. We talked about going to the Scrabble Club but never got round to it. When she left the country and I was left without a Scrabble partner, I plucked up courage and came along one evening.
One of the first things that struck me about the Club were numbers: first, I’d never realized that Scrabble scores could reach so high; and, second, not being a spring chicken myself, I’d never expected to bring down the Club’s average age down by several years. The second was how nice everyone was — people coming up and speaking to me and assuring me they weren’t a scary bunch of people. It hasn’t taken long for Tuesday nights to become sacrosanct. When planning vacations, I always make sure I’m missing minimal Tuesday nights. As for special times? I guess personally, a score of 485 with three bingos stands out. Generally? I like it when people share their family celebrations with the Club, making everyone part of the Scrabble family!