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Bill Rice, Jr.'s avatar

My parents did teach me how to play gin rummy and, in fact, within a year, I could routinely beat both of them. I got kind of cocky with that game, figuring I could beat anyone. When I got married, I taught my wife how to play. Within a few months, she could routinely beat me.

Anyway, when the You-Know-What hits the fan and citizens have to rely on our practical survival skills, I’m going to be a little more nervous than many of my peers. Still, If the electricity isn’t working, we can still play gin rummy by candle light.

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As an aside, just about every time I take a coffee break on my back porch, I see herds of deer in my backyard and the neighbors yard. The deer are everywhere.

This observation makes me think far fewer teenagers and adults are hunting deer than 30 or 40 years ago - probably because the sport is expensive and this is a way to save money in times of ever-worsening inflation.

It has occurred to me that if times ever get really bad and we need to hunt for food, I’m - again - going to be in trouble. Even if I could kill a deer, I wouldn’t know how to clean it and get the meat to cook.

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