If we're lucky, we leave something of ourselves when we shuffle off to that big Twister party in the sky. No doubt that's where Charles Foley is these days. Old Charlie, who caught the death cab last week at age 82, was the inventor of the ultimate party icebreaker, Twister, in addition to numerous other entertaining things we couldn't get along without. Adhesive goo remover Un Du or plastic toy handcuffs anyone?
The Milton Bradley company took Mr. Foley's "game that ties you up in knots" and began marketing it in 1966. Men of a certain age will fondly recall the game being demonstrated on "The Tonight Show" by Johnny Carson and the very "full figured" Eva Gabor. A night to remember! Some of the game's more uptight critics referred to it as "sex in a box". Obviously some folks can't handle a game that puts that many derrieres in the air. Naturally it became a big hit on college campuses where empirical research by undergraduates determined the pastime was much improved by the addition of vast quantities of adult beverage and the subtraction of clothing.
Gen Ex and Millennial knotheads, some of whom were conceived by libidinous Twister playing boomers, seem to have no appreciation for board games of yore and prefer the Internet for their fun. Granted the web offers the opportunity to participate in your underwear but involves very little touching. In cyberspace, Twister is not an option.
I take some comfort in knowing that the now deceased Charlie Foley is probably working right this minute with the late Eva Gabor on something as good or better than the irreplaceable Twister. It makes me want to try to behave so I can join the fun when my turn comes.
They don't call it heaven for nothin'.
God Bless you Charles. The kids have no idea what they're missing.
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