Once I had made Dad, his first set (a fat pair with bumps on them so he could see and feel them) his friends saw them and then their friends. Dad took the time to teach each of his 6 children how to play the game along with his grandchildren and even great grandchildren. He taught some of the staff at the care centre to play. Some of my brothers, sisters and his grandchildren played in tournaments over the years with him. I think anyone who walked in the door of the care centre he was at and played crib, played with him at some time or another. Dad played crib everyday for approximately 6 - 8 hours a day. I tried many different styles over a year period. He liked the idea of custom pegs but did not like the fit and style of the one he had purchased. I took a few months and revisited all the choices I had made regarding my careers, and realized I needed to move into retirement, doing something that I loved.Īt the same time my Dad, who was 94 years young, brought a cribbage peg to me and asked if it was something I could make.
In 2016, I left a job that was not fulfilling me. I have been crafting my entire life and cannot remember a time when I was not creating something for myself or someone else.
