"Dem bones"
Today's front page features a story by Diana Marcum about a corner in west Fresno where a group gathers each day to pass time playing dominoes.
Games are something we don't spend enough time playing anymore. They bring us together, slow us down, make us laugh at ourselves and each other.
At our house, sometimes we gather around the dining room table for a spirited game of Yahtzee. Even our 3-year-old gets excited about rolling the dice cup, even if she doesn't understand about how the scoring works.
I enjoyed reading Diana's story because I used to play dominoes -- or "bones" -- all the time. It's something my ex-husband and I used to do together. I can't believe I haven't taught my kids to play. I need to.