Today is National Scrabble Day, and my west coast brother knew I would want to know about that. It has been a favorite game in my family for years. My mother-in-law, who was a cross word puzzle fan loved Scrabble. To her it wasn't the score, but the fun of putting the words together that counted. The only frustration I ever had with the game was the aggravation if someone bumped the board and tiles got scattered. But that problem was solved when my husband gave me a deluxe scrabble set for Christmas one year. It came with a board that revolved and had little ridges between all the letter spaces. Genius. There is one particular family game that deserves mention. During this most memorable game played on January 12, 1995, our son was able to use all seven tiles three times and ended up with a score of 464. I know this because we took that score sheet and taped it inside the cover of our Official Scrabble Players Handbook. Such a sweet memory, for him, not so much for me. He beat me by over 200 points.
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