I give my Dad money for Bingo every year for Father’s Day. Sometimes I go along with him to Bingo. My Dad likes Bingo, he plays on Tuesday and Thursday nights. My Mother stays home and sews in her sewing room.
My Dad picks up Darrel for Bingo. Darrel is legally blind. Darrel has his own Bingo Cards with the little red windows that cover up the numbers that are also in Braille. Darrel's fingers fly all over his bingo cards as he plays three cards at once..and pays just like everyone else. Just think of the money he saves on bingo daubers. Darrel and Dad enter the Eagles or the Legion with Darrel holding onto Dad arm. They walk slowly to their seats..I heard last week that SOMEONE was sitting in their seats. Interlopers..that did not realize that Darrel and Dad like to sit in the same spot every week because that is the spot where they can hear the bingo caller call out the numbers the best.
I think perhaps they should have assigned seats!
Happy Father’s Day to my Dad:)