As technology brings us closer to each other, lost stories of shenanigans come to light.My Grandpa, Les Heinz and his siblings,
lost their father, Frank Heinz, at a young age.
This left these young kids much to their own devices.
There are stories of their own father’s shenanigans to feed his family, and I hear tell more stories may still be on their way.
I wonder if you can spot any mischief in these photographs?Nothing going on here.
Floyd~ we can almost see the twinkle behind those glasses.
Inez, Lyle and Carol?
How about their fathers brother, George and Aunt Ella?
Remember how Sundays are for boardgames with grandchildren?
Well, for these siblings (and a few friends), it’s, “Saturday Night Poker,” with chips & dip of course.Grandpa up at his cabin making his well planned out mischief against Grandma’s cards.
You can’t see her face, but Carol, in the blue, is at her cabin playing cards with friends. We know she was taught by the best.
Growing up, we were not taught cards by my grandpa, but after he passed over, grandma started us out by teaching Kings Corners and when she thought we could handle it, we played Pinochle.
Our own grandchildren have been taught Kings Corners.
We shall have to find the rules for Pinochle soon.
We end this little viewing of mischief from the siblings,
with a card party and a look from Lyle.
Pretty sure that mind is a going.
We have always loved this Heinz side of the family.
When they could have easily split apart,
they held together and played cards.
We’re euchre players where I come from.
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I know a few of them too!
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I learned both early on. At first I was always confused when we started playing euchre, what?!? the Jack is high, but only one of them. Oh my.
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Definitely the most confusing part. Once you get over the jack thing, it’s simple (says someone who has been playing the game since she was a kid).
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