My last night of poker was with the usual bunch…ten guys…four continents…six countries.
It’s hard to be sentimental about guys who would bluff, try to intimidate you and then cuss you when it didn’t work, but I’ll always miss them.
We didn’t play for a lot of money, we played for fun. And we had fun.
You don’t often find a poker group that you would trust every guy in it to watch your kids, but they are all trusted friends and confidants. It’s hard to imagine I’ll find another group like them.
I wish you all the best and at least one pair of aces per night.
And I’m not bluffing.
