A Passion for Board Games

At a recent conference I attended, one of the presenters shared her passion for board games. This sparked a memory of my beloved sisters Margie, Jane and I. Rather than ignore, suppress or forget, a smile came to my face. Memories I thought were lost bubbled to the surface.

Growing up, my sisters and I spent time playing downstairs in the basement with the black and white linoleum floor. A closet housed the board games. I can envision the shelves packed with Candyland, Chutes and Ladders, Sorry, Operation, Mousetrap, and Twister to name a few. I believe Monopoly and Parcheesi were stored upstairs in the living room.


My sisters and I played for hours setting up the intricate board of Mousetrap putting the sturdy plastic pieces into the designated holes of the card board base of the game. You then turned the handle and the mouse went through the maze up and down, a silver marble down a slide until the cap caught the mouse at the end. My memory so fragmented yet hearing the talk of board games sparked this special memory of three sisters persistently playing board games as young girls.

We played board games together as a family in the evenings or on weekends. Hours and hours playing Monopoly around the dining room table. A fight ensued  amongst the Lipson sisters on the chosen silver piece – the car or shoe before the game commenced. Somehow our parents refereed. One sister traditionally unhappy, a minute later the issue resolved until the next time when the repeat  fight happened.

Generations of Board Games

Today, some of the games remain on the shelf in my hall closet. A legacy passed down from generations. Games played with my daughters and hope to share with my grandchildren in remembrance of Margie and Jane.

After the conversation about board games, I did pull the games down, a bit dusty – the cover of Chutes and Ladders a bit tattered secured with masking tape, Sorry remained in mint condition, and the game of Careers long forgotten. A lone tear came out of my eye streamed down my face missing my cherished Margie and Jane. Margie’s Skipper doll in the yellow case all the outfits, tiny shoes, in prime shape in the closet on top of the board games. Memories of my beloved sisters Margie and Jane bittersweet.

Holding onto the items I am holding onto Margie and Jane, keeping them with me each and every day.

Board Games Spark Memories

Haunted by a comment made to me when Jane died stated that someday I would forget my sisters. An insensitive remark and clearly not true.  I am grateful for each spark of memory. Memories I thought lost. The more I talk about Margie and Jane, the ebb and flow of stories flow. Conversations about Margie and Jane I was unable to have for decades, I now relish. The board game sparked a vivid memory was a precious gift, one I had not be able to embrace until I was ready.

I will always remember Margie and Jane. They are my sisters. My sisters are part of my being, my past, my present, and my future. I understand today that I will not have total recall. It is not important. The photographs, the conversations, a comment spur some stories. In the end, the love and smiles shine through.

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Judy Lipson

I am a sister who sadly lost both my sisters. I lost my younger beloved sister Jane died at age 22 in an automobile accident in 1981, and my older beloved sister Margie passed away at age 35 after a 20-year battle with anorexia and bulimia in 1990. I am the sole surviving sibling. As the Founder and Chair of “Celebration of Sisters,” this annual ice skating fundraiser honors and commemorates the lives and memories of my beloved sisters to benefit Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston, MA. The event is scheduled the first Sunday in November as Jane’s birthday was November 6th and Margie’s November 8th. We celebrate all lost siblings, their legacies as they live on in all of us. Since the inception of Celebration of Sisters in 2011, I have embarked on the journey to mourn the losses of my beloved sisters that had been suppressed for 30 years. The process unmistakably the greatest challenging time in my life proved to be the most empowering, enlightening and freeing. Now that I am allowing my sisters and their memories to return to my heart where they truly belong, I am re-discovering myself, happier and more at peace. Ice skating is a sport shared by me and my sisters and a chord throughout my life. It has brought me full circle to pay tribute to my sisters and bring me joy, peace, healing and the recipient of the US Figure Skating 2020 Get Up Award. My memoir Celebration of Sisters: It is Never Too Late To Grieve will be published in December 2021. It is my goal to advocate for sibling loss to insure surviving siblings are neither alone nor forgotten.

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