A friend from high school discovered this blog and added a comment about my mom. In it she included a rather strange reference:
” I miss her fun personality from our youth and her enthusiastic refereeing of “packed sardines” at your house. That was so much fun.”
I hadn’t thought about Packed Sardines in years. What a great game! I can’t believe my mother let us play it!
My parents encouraged any excuse to have a party. They’d routinely host 15 or 20 of my friends at the beginning of most school vacations, a full moon—whatever the occassion. (I just knew I had the coolest parents.) Mom taught us all how to play Packed Sardines when we were in 9th grade.
It’s Hide & Seek, but when you find the person, you crawl in with them, making it possible to get eight kids in a stall shower. Nothing was sacred. She let us hide all over the house: in closets, under the beds, in cupboards, out in the garage, in the flower beds behind the bushes. She even suggested hiding places. I think the shower was her idea. It was my Dad’s idea to turn on the water. All the squealing and giggles; what fun!
Thanks for the happy memories, Elaine!