You got THAT right, Rap. I used to spend 15 to 20 hours a week at the DVA unit here tellin lies, singin songs and lettin them win (yeah, right) at cribbage. My FiL used to cheat at cribbage... it was unreal... count two, peg twelve... blamed it on his eyesight loss from a potatoe-masher... "Oh, I thought THAT peg was mine. Sorry." Another lad would lift small cards back into his hand after he played them.

I used to sneak extra beer in for some of them when they had special occasions. When a nurse caught me at it, she said, "YOU don't have to change them." I stopped. Haven't been there in a long time. So many died it got to be a little much for me. I ain't so strong at some things although I know I should try harder.