"Ask not whether you can do the puzzle, but whether you can find the puzzle..."

Word searches as a child, then Sudoku and KenKen as tools to stave off the march of dementia in my 40s and 50s:  all have had their respective Days when it comes to my serial obsessions, but crossword puzzles have inspired the most devotion from me. I’ve always loved words, running to the dictionary even as a young girl to look up and absorb an unfamiliar arrangement of letters. While reading, I delight in happening upon a recently acquired addition to my vocabulary in situ as if running into an new, favorite acquaintance. My love of crosswords is such that I have even combined this love with my evolving knowledge of Italian, delighting in doing ‘parole crociate’ (the Italian for ‘crossword puzzle’ – everything sounds better in Italian, don’t you think?!).

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