Cootie Crazy

Cootie Crazy

Hello Little Girl,

The same day Anna and I took you to the Farmer’s Market in Sacramento (I don’t remember if it was before or after), you and I played “Cootie”. For some reason, we were in the house alone and I retrieved the game from the closet. I remember I bought it at a thrift store in the hopes that I would one day be able to play it with a youngster that might enjoy a game from “way back”. You and I read the rules before we played (just to make sure) and started tossing the dice and connecting bug parts. What fun! Before I knew it, we’d played about 10 games and it seemed you thought we’d play Cootie all day. Unfortunately (for you) I got bored and wanted to do something else. Thank you for being my friend that day, thanks for being a good sport, and thanks for keeping your Uncle Butch company. Wanna come over tomorrow?

I miss you and so wish you were here so we could watch you grow.

With love,
Uncle Butch

Uncle_Butch_and_Margareta_Cootie

Submitted by Patrick (Butch) Kubitz, in loving memory of his niece, Margareta Kubitz.