It’s today, it’s yesterday…it’s over 20 years ago.
I don’t remember when I started watching Jeopardy…I only
remember that it became a nightly ritual with my dad, where we’d talk over the
phone every evening at the same time and “compete” with the show on tv.
Every night, we’d wage through final Jeopardy, feeling
brilliant and ignorant depending on the category and questions.
We always bet it all with the Daily Double and went for broke
with Final Jeopardy.
Alex Trebek sounds exactly the same as he always has. Sure, he’s older, like the rest of us. But this small and simple routine, with that
familiar voice is something I’ve come to love and kept as a family tradition.
My dad died in 1995…and the three years leading up to that
continued our tradition, even when he was too sick to do anything else. Funny how something simple sometimes
sticks. My routine of competing
continues with my kids.
First, with my firstborn (now 26), and now with our 11 and 13 year-old-sons.
I still remember my oldest, when he was about 7, when Greek
Mythology came up and he randomly answered correctly with, “Snakes” to describe
Medusa. A proud moment indeed!
So much has changed and re-arranged in my life…but 7:30 p.m.
continues as a reserved time slot in the family room. We sit around the couch, over the computer
desk, and test our skills. We all get
lucky sometimes…and on those tough category nights, we go for broke and lose it
all.
So at the beginning of the work week, I look forward to tonight, watching Alex introduce the new contestants. I’ll wrangle at least one of my boys to serve as a “contestant” and
we’re continuing a simple, but familiar tradition that somehow creates a link
between two children my dad never had the chance to meet…and me as I embrace
this warm memory of my dad every day.
I’ll take “Good Company” for $600.00.
Thanks, Alex…”What is #jeopardy and my #family."
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