Judy Kay-Wolff

From AUGUST 25, 1961

Found more poetic gibberish to Norman:

 

I know that I shall never play – One tenth as well as Norman Kay

Or have the partnership rapport – As evidenced by Silodor

And what of Crawford and Rapee – Never will I see the day

When I can play with Roth and 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!

PLOWING THROUGH MY SCRIBBLINGS …

Jody’s kind remark about Aileen Osofsky’s tribute inspired me to go through sixty years of original babblings penned when the mood or desire moved me.   I was twice blessed with two great human beings as husbands — as well-as-top-of-the line players.   I wrote the meter below to Norman about forty-some years ago and plagiarized Rudyard Kipling, calling it “If.”  My children were two and three and he thought my place was home with them (not the Nationals).   I begged to differ as there were such things as capable nannies.

 

IF you were just a “rank and file”
Whose play was mediocre
Who did not know the difference
Between canasta and stud poker
 
IF you were just another guy
With ordinary skill
And  not one – whose great brilliance
Offered such a thrill
 
IF you were just a ‘player’
Who – with luck –   might guess a “queen”
Or one whom – with great efforts
Could count up to – thirteen ..
 
IF you were like the others
There’d be no tale to tell
There’d be no one to kibitz
There’d be no one to “kvell”
 
But blessed you were – with greatness
None can dispute my claim
The Master of the Pasteboards
A credit to the game
 
So do not think me selfish
Cause I always want to go
But I seek no greater pleasure
Than to watch your One-Man-Show

(P.S.  I won the battle and enjoyed about 145 NABCS over the course of time).

AILEEN OSOFSKY – AN OUTSTANDING CONTRIBUTOR

For several years in the late nineties, I served on the ACBL Good Will Committee at the side of Chairman Aileen Osofsky,  one of the most popular and gracious contributors to the game who passed away about three years ago.   Yesterday, I happened upon a tribute I wrote for her on an occasion she was being honored.   It brought a smile to my lips.

 

Public speaking – is hardly my bag  And gushy words – I find such a drag
I opted to put – my thoughts into verse   But soon I took – a turn for the worse   
My goals were met – with mass confusion – You’ll hear my saga – at the conclusion
Now four couplets later – nothing’s been done And I find myself – back at Square One
With no more excuses – I’ll get down to biz     Will just have to tell it – such as it is
Our Good Will Queen – is warm and gracious Charming and caring – and ever vivacious
For  family and friends – she always came through A bridge—playing  saint – too good to be true
Her continual smile – makes me want to ask Is she for real?? – or is that a mask?
Optimistic in nature – and  far from designing  Forever in search – of that big silver lining
Whether in person – or phone – or dot com    She portrays to us – the  model Grande Dame
But I have a grievance – of which I made mention Sabotaging my poem – was not her intention)
Considerate!  Thoughtful!  No one is sweeter     But oh how she foiled – my rhyme and my meter
FOR WHAT WOULD I USE – TO GO WITH – OSOFSKY?  ALL I COULD FIND – WAS – PETER TSCHAIKOVSKY

PUNITIVE DAMAGES

For weeks I have been following ludicrous discussions on Bridge Winners about accusations, warnings, charges, appeals, AWMWs and various other ugly altercations between players, committees, directors and management.

No one knows better than Yours Truly the furor and frustration of not being in control — especially when you have done nothing wrong.   I won’t bore you with all the details as they are known by hundreds — from an incident that occurred about five years ago when my partner and I lost a preposterous appeal (unappealable by the bridge gods) and followed by an Award without Merit Warning.  I believe they bless you with three of them before any serious action is taken — like shooting, bludgeoning, hanging, etc.. 

My partner and I fought it but our arguments fell upon deaf ears.   All we wanted was to have the AWMW removed.   We had a meeting with Jay Baum (then CEO), Harriet Buckman (then ACBL President) and Legal Counsel for the League — Peter Rank — all to no avail.   It was at that point (about fourteen months after the debacle) that I told them candidly we had hired an attorney and were going to take legal action. It was then AND NOT BEFORE WE WERE ADVISED WE COULD DO NOTHING UNTIL WE CAME BEFORE SOME KIND OF CONDUCT AND ETHICS COMMITTEE (THEN HEADED BY GEORGIA HETH).  Why did it take so long to learn our rights?????   We had decided to go to the ends of the earth and if that meant COURT, so be it.   It took Bobby a few moments to represent our viewpoint (about the taking advantage of a 20 second huddle by our opponent whose partner balanced with 5 points) until they removed the AWMW.

With all the different viewpoints (forever involving politics — and now with Professionalism and money on the horizon), the ACBL better get their act in shape and do some serious thinking of how to handle these disputes.   I have less than no respect for the manner in which  matters are being handled at the present .. and hard to imagine them getting any better until some practical person finds himself or herself in charge and initiates a better policy .  We need an individual — one who really loves the game of bridge, has the time to devote to it and does not want to see it go down the drain!!!

YIKES!

While I was returning my Keystone Follies folder to my storeroom, I actually tripped upon a sheet of paper which had fallen between the crevice of two memorabilia boxes.   It brought a smile to my lips and I wanted to share with you something written thirty-six years earlier.

The background:  Charlie Solomon was teaching bridge at the Philadelphia Country Clubs and when he passed away in 1976, they were in need of a replacement.  Norman was unwilling to give up his Merrill-Lynch Vice Presidency so in desperation the group sought out some well known women players.   The long and short of it:   My friend Joan Weinrott owned a bridge school/duplicate and I had the ‘right’ last name (Mrs. Norman Kay at the time).   So, shockingly, we got hired as a pair.   Uniquely, Phillly had a woman’s team bridge league (consisting of about 25-30 country clubs with 25-100 members each).   Most  clubs consisted of six teams so Joan taught numbers 3-6 and I had 1 and 2.  We taught one day at each club every two weeks and the alternate week was when the match was held and we marked and critiqued the bid, play and defense (to the best of our ability).    We were far from experts, but had the jump on them.   All was going quite well until one night I received a call from a friend who played on one of the counterpart men’s country club teams asking me to teach at night.   Four afternoons and one evening was too much for me so I countered with a suggestion of not teaching, just going over and marking their bridge results with comments and explanations.   A DONE DEAL – until the first match when a friend delivered that evening’s match papers.

Here was my reaction — wearily written in the wee hours of the morning:

EAST WAS EAST AND WEST WAS WEST – WHEN RUDYARD KIPLING WAS LAID TO REST                              BUT TIMES HAVE CHANGED (DIRECTIONS, TOO) – GEOGRAPHY HAS GONE ASKEW

FOR NORTH AND SHOULD SHOULD PLAY AS ONE – A STANDARD BRIDGE PHENOMENON                             EAST AND WEST SHOULD DO THE SAME – A BASIC PREMISE – OF THIS GAME

BUT SOMETHING HAPPENED WEDNESDAY EVE – HOW OR WHY I CAN’T CONCEIVE                                     THEIR MOVEMENT SWITCHED TO MUSICAL CHAIRS –  MIXING UP BOTH SEATS AND PAIRS

MARKING BOARDS IS ALWAYS FUN – ESPECIALLY WHEN A TEAM HAS WON                                                  BUT THIS EXPERIENCE WAS THE WORST – A LOSING MATCH WITH HANDS REVERSED

IF ALL FOUR POCKETS HAD BEEN CROSSED – I WOULD NOT BE SO FULLY LOST                                        BUT YOU TOOK SOUTH AND MADE HIM EAST – THEN THE REST SAT DOWN WHERE YOU PLEASED           

THE ENIGMA BEGAN ON THE VERY FIRST DEAL – UPSET AND FRUSTRATION I CANNOT CONCEAL                BUT PATIENCE EARNED ITS OWN REWARD – YOU FINALLY SENT ME A “PASSED OUT BOARD”!                    

I KNOW YOU YEARN TO STRENGTHEN YOUR GAME – OUTBID THE OPPONENTS – PUT THEM TO SHAME    STOP IN A PARTIAL, UNBLOCK, OVERTAKE – I’D LOVE TO HELP YOU — BUT GIVE ME A BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FIND YOUR SEATS AT ALTERNATE TABLES – CAREFULLY  READ THE GUIDE CARDS AND LABELS                       DO NOT REVOKE – OR LEAD OUT OF TURN – AND REMEMBER – FINESSES SOMETIMES YOU MUST SPURN

NOW HERE’S A REQUEST YOU MAY THINK ABSURD;  RECORD THE HANDS – AS THEY REALLY OCCURRED   THEN I WILL KNOW WHICH CARDS WENT WHERE – COME ON FELLAS – FAIR-IS-FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TIME AND BRIDGE MOVE ON (dedicated to the old-timers)!

Reminiscing through my hoards of bridge memorabilia of fifty-five years, I came upon a file entitled “Keystone Follies, 1972.”     That will be coming up upon forty years on November 10th,   I can remember it as if it were yesterday.   The primary event was the Fall Nationals held in Lancaster, PA by District 4 of the ACBL from the 10th to the 19th.   The attractive leaflet displayed opening greetings from the Governor of PA and Mayor of Lancaster and ACBL bridge officials.   It listed greetings from co-chairman Bill Gross and Charlie Gray who did bang-up jobs as well as the ACBL officers (Chairman Carl Rubin, President Percy X. Bean, Treasurer Jerome R. SIlverman, Honorary Member, Mrs. Stanley Smith and League Counsel, Lee Hazen (who put the league on their feet when their funds were insufficient to keep it going the first few years in the mid thirties).   It also listed the ACBL Executive Staff:   Richard L. Goldberg (Executive   Secretary; Ralph Cohen, Ass’t. Exec. Secretary; Terry Smith, Executive Assistant; and Robert H. Wilkins, Secretary to the ACBL BOD.   You veteran players will remember most of the wonderful National Tournament Directors listed ….  Bill Adams, Maury Braunstein, Bob Dischner, Harry Goldwater, John Hamilton, Jack Hudgins, Karl Johnson, Jerry Machlin, Phil Merry, Ken Stone, John Wiser and Phil Wood.  What a remarkable and lovable group of directors!!!

And now to the unique and topical plans of the Lancaster Red Rose Bridge Club … Schedule of bus tours:The National Wax Museum; The Amish Village, Inc; Quaint towns such as Bird-in-Hand and Intercourse; a Pennsylvania Dutch Market; an Amish Farm and House; Wheatland (the historic home of Pennsylvania’s  only President, James Buchanan); a Pennsylvania Dutch Market and Mill Bridge Craft Village with interesting exhibits and buildings.

But – that was hardly enough.   Beside the fun and games (actual tournament), we featured a Challenge Vu-graph Match.   The World Champion ACES of Dallas had accepted an invitation from District 4 to play a 60 board head-to-head match.   It was scheduled Wednesday, November 8 in the evening and Thursday November 9th in the afternoon and evening.   Representing the ACES were Robert Goldman, Robert Hamman, James Jacoby, Michael Lawrence, Paul Soloway and Robert Wolff (a fella I got to know in later years).   District 4 fielded a strong team of players with national and international reputations, including:   Mark Blumenthal, Robert Jordan, Harlow Lewis, Luis Pietri and Arthur Robinson.  Famed players Skippy Becker and Charlie Solomon were the non-playing co-captains.

However, I left for last (at least to my way of thinking) the highlight of the National – an original show I penned and staged (under the direction of Carole Moscotti, production of Joan Weinrott and Chorographical direction of Ceal Sokoloff) which brought the roof down on Saturday, November 11th and Friday the 17th (with free pretzels and beer to follow the Opening Show and free cider and doughnuts for the concluding performance).  Such incentives!!!!

Oh, yes, between the above features, they held the 1972 Fall Nationals.   I recall it as if it were yesterday.   So much for memories as opposed to pips, dummy reversals and endplays.

 

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EDGAR KAPLAN’S PROGNOSTICATION COMES TRUE

My real exposure to serious bridge came about the time I met and married Norman Kay in the early sixties.  Norman was playing with Sidney Silodor until Sidney’s death in 1963 and he floundered for a year or so afterwards.     It was then he reunited with his former partner Edgar Kaplan who (in about 1960) released Norman to play on the “big team” when asked  to join an impressive group by his Philadelphia partner Silodor — on teams with Johnny Crawford, Tobias Stone and Alvin Roth.  Young Norman had reached the big time and held his own well with the likes of Schenken, Becker, Rapee, Lazard, Gerber, Mathe, Hodge, etc. who (together with scads of others) were the creme de la creme.   The top thirty players read likes a Who’s Who (including great Canadians Eric Murray and Sammy Kehela).  Until Edgar’s death in ‘97, Norman and he played with Jordan, Robinson, Roth, Root, Kehela, Murray, Pavlicek, Hamman, Wolff, Bramley, Lazard and then it came to a screeching halt with Edgar’s death from cancer in September.   Though he lingered for a couple of years after its discovery, he never gave up the game he loved and won his last big event – The Open Swiss Teams (formerly The North American Men’s Swiss Teams) in Dallas with a last minute potpourri of Norman, Geir Helgimo, Brian Glubok, Walter Schafer and Bart Bramley a couple months before his death.  Knowing Edgar was on borrowed time, there was not a dry eye in the room when the results became final.

In fact, Edgar, when Norman complimented his brilliance that day, retorted with, “I have abdominal cancer, not cancer of the brain.”   He never failed to produce a witty reply in all the years I knew him.  It is now fifteen years since he passed away and I still think of him every day (and not because I used to be a disciplined KS devotee – now converted to the more adventuresome Wolff System) – but because Edgar was eloquent, articulate, brilliant, funny, clever, original, etc. and he was so very patient and kind to me.    How lucky can a gal get?   First Norman (with Edgar thrown in gratis)  – then Bobby – and to think some females never get it right once.

However, of all the phenomenal lines and thoughts that his incredible mind produced, I remember him most for his appall that it was harder and harder to get a team of truly top experts who were interested in preserving the beauty and majesty of the game of bridge without turning it into a business.   His prediction unfortunately became a realization as I cannot spot a team today where a lesser player is not picking up the tab one way or another.   Edgar was light years ahead of his time.

Let me add —  I am not against professionalism in itself (locally or nationally) but when it hits the big time and infiltrates the three best pairs who are suppose to represent their homeland, they should earn it on their own and be the best that our country has to offer.   Already it is taking its toll as seen by the ascendancy of the other foreign teams’ success in recent times.

LOONEY TUNES!

If you have a few idle hours for a ludicrous scenario on ethics, rules, laws, strictures, impressions, point count, directors’ viewpoints, administrators’ decisions and intent, et al., go  to PROCEDURE AND/OR ETHICS on Bridge Winners and enjoy the various heartfelt views on  forcing 1C or strong 2 bids and their qualifications (apparently according to the potpourri, laws, rules, directors, players and whomever else wants to get into the fray).  If the rules are correct (and I doubt it), with game in your own hand (—KQJ109XX – KQJXXX) the “god-fearing law” bars you from opening 2C despite the fact you have a game in your own hand because you MUST have 15 HCP TO QUALIFY FOR A STRONG OPENER.  B.S.!!!!!!!!! Of course, there are reasons for it, but that seems of less importance and most unrealistic.  AND WHAT OF THE JUST ABOUT IMPOSSIBILITY OF BEING DEALT  THIRTEEN CARDS OF ONE SUIT, YOU CANNOT OPEN A STRONG HAND BECAUSE YOU ONLY HAVE 10 HCP.   I think the Rules and Laws Commission better go back to the drawing board to get this one right.

In the meantime, if you want to get a few laughs and have nothing better to do with your time, go to PROCEDURE AND/OR ETHICS on Bridge Winners.  It’s hard to beat on contradictions and amusement – and unalterable egos flare in their full glory.

PENCHANTS OF YEARS GONE BY ….

In the good old days (before Bobby, bridge blogging and LV Blackjack came into my life)  much of my leisure time (besides playing bridge and raising my children) was spent designing invitations and planning and throwing soirees to commemorate special occasions for family and friends (birthdays, anniversaries, etc.) and keeping me out of trouble (forgetting the expenses involved as the economy then was quite tolerable ).   Being a pack-rat, I never discarded anything and unfortunately still suffer the addiction.  You should see my storage room.   I have literally boxes and boxes of albums, poems, invitations, letters, decorations, signs, news clippings,  etc. – but my favorite pastime was appealing in advance to various celebrities of stage, screen and government and humbly requesting a brief note of congratulations addressed to the subject celebrant of an event I was planning to present – and display the replies in an album on a decorated table near the entrance.     I just came across one almost twenty-five years young – recognizing my late husband, Norman Kay’s, 60th  birthday in August of 1987.

Messages sent from hoards of gracious responders were the following …… “Red” Auerbach (legendary coach of the Boston Celtics); Donald T. Regan (Norman’s Philadelphia Merrill Lynch Manager) and later Secretary of Treasury and President Reagan’s Chief of Staff; Nancy and Ronald Reagan (who need no introduction); Pennsylvania Governor Robert B. Casey; then Vice President George Bush; New Jersey Governor Thomas H. Kean; Pennsylvania U. S. Senator John Heinz; Steve and Edyie (as in Lawrence and Gorme); good friend and bridge playing admirer, Phillies Catcher Tim McCarver and presently TV commentator; TV celebrity Barbara Walters;  New Jersey Senator Bill Bradley; Massachusetts Senator Edward M. Kennedy; Pennsylvania Senator Arlen Specter; New York Mayor Edward I. Koch; Philadelphia Mayor W. Wilson Goode;  former Philadelphia Mayor Frank Rizzo; popular Phillies sports figure Larry Bowa (who by that time had moved and was coaching the Padres); and another favorite — Phillies bridge lover, Richie Ashburn.

Dozens of personalized notes from celebrity bridge players were also sent – but the two best (IMHO), I felt compelled to  relay:

OH! CANADA?

Surprise, surprise, I got a card – well in advance, not en retard

Like those I get from many a friend – who hope and pray I won’t attend

But this was for old Norman Kay – to join him on his natal day

I thought, well, for this special guy – I’ll give it the old college try

And if I can but save the dough – it’s off to Narberth I shall go

I’ll start by saving every penny – by August 8th I’ll have so many

But only if I start to-day – Ah, best laid plans aft aglay

The return card just caught my eye – on which my tears flowed low and high

For there affixed amid the damp – a gawdam U. S.  postage stamp!

P.S.   I know it said gifts were taboo, but here’s the stamp – it’s all for you

/signed/  E. RUTHERFORD (MURRAY) et ux.

…… and my other favorite ….

 

Sixty years of going good – Would that I had Norman’s mood!

When you come to Omar’s tent – Tempers usually get bent.

Forty years of playing well – Forty minutes is my spell.

So Vale Norman, roll along – Happy Birthday ends my song

 

Just herd the gnus!

/s/ Omar Sharif

BRENT MANLEY’S INTRIGUING LIST OF THE ‘MOST INFLUENTIAL’ …..

Despite the fact that we have not received our April ACBL Monthly Bulletin, I learned from a friend who already had hers delivered that the final 13 of the original 52 MOST INFLUENTIAL BRIDGE PERSONALITIES of the last 75 years have been revealed.   Brent started posting them, beginning with the JANUARY, FEBRUARY, MARCH and finally the current APRIL ISSUE unraveled all the suspense.   You have probably all read the first three issues but those of you (like us) who were waiting with baited breath for the top 13 will probably be receiving them in tomorrow’s or Tuesday’s mail.  

Not surprisingly CHARLES H. GOREN WAS named NO. 1 as his name is synonymous with bridge as the primary promoter.   NO. 2,  ELY CULBERTSON, was accredited as the foremost authority of contract bridge, known for making the game an international popular  pastime!    No 3, WILLIAM E. McKENNEY was a famous bridge columnist, philanthropist and administrator.   No. 4, of much more recent vintage (and one of my most favorite persons in the whole world) was, my late husband  Norman Kay’s partner,  EDGAR KAPLAN, who contributed in dozens of territories (writing, publishing, playing, lecturing, administrating, co-inventing The Kaplan-Sheinwold System and far too many more achievements to name at this time).

NOS. 1-4 (GOREN, CULBERTSON, McKENNEY and KAPLAN) are all deceased.   NO. 5 (of the original thirteen) begins with the FIRST LIVING BRIDGE MORTAL and ends with no 52 (a combo of both living and dead).   You can read all about them when your Bulletin arrives but I beam with pride when I tell you in advance the top one of the most influential LIVING PLAYERS (NO. 5) is none other than my husband, BOBBY WOLFF, who has made a career of many fields for the last sixty years in just about every capacity – probably most well known for organizing The Dallas Aces with Ira Corn and Dorothy Moore and winning eleven world championships (one in each of five different categories), and much more.

The April Issue is gonna be a real hoot and I can’t wait to read about all the other incredible eight superstars who have given so much of themselves in varying capacities to bring the game to where it stands in 2012.   READ ALL ABOUT IT!!!!!