Some time ago I was whiling away an afternoon playing card games with two of my godchildren. After several hands in which we (with varying degrees of enthusiasm) commanded each other to "Go Fish!", we turned our attention to a new (old) game – one I remembered well from my own childhood.
Whispers of the past. Echoes in the present
Whispers of the past. Echoes in the present
Whispers of the past. Echoes in the present
Some time ago I was whiling away an afternoon playing card games with two of my godchildren. After several hands in which we (with varying degrees of enthusiasm) commanded each other to "Go Fish!", we turned our attention to a new (old) game – one I remembered well from my own childhood.