COMING TO GRIPS WITH REALITY
by Judy Kay-Wolff on
March 9th, 2009
Sifting through a box of memorabilia, I came upon this poem dated August 25, 1961. I believe it was penned after my first bridge date with Norman. As you can see, it was quite a leveling experience — but certainly makes one see things in their proper prospective!
I know that I shall never play
One-tenth as well as Norman Kay
Or have the partnership rapport
As evidenced with Silodor
And what of Crawford and Rapee
Never will I see the day
When I can play with Roth or Stone
A team to call my very own
And if to Italy I fly
It just will be for pizza pie
So — back to Autobridge and books
To reign among my friends — the schnooks!
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I can imagine the difference you experienced playing with Norman as compared to playing with friends, also just learning the game. I think it was like opening presents on your birthday. You never knew what to expect in that wrapped box. Norman’s bids and play must have seemed like an unexpected gift. It is an unbelievable bridge experience to be able to sit opposite a truly gifted and inspired player, they never need to use the tablecloth to find bids.
Judy, What a brilliant poem. 48 years ago. You have some wonderful memories.
Amazing stories about great memories, thanks Judy