I loved jacks, but my older sister was the best. We played for hours on our front porch and tile kitchen floor.

Onesies, twosies, all the way to rensies and back down again.

One summer while vacationing with another boomer family at the beach we had a rainy day. We went to the local 5 and dime, bought a set and my friend and I taught the kids how to play. It was hysterical. Finally a game that we could win. [Wink]