OK, the picture is closer to forty years ago than twenty years ago, but here is an e-mail from May 18, 1991:
I played Spite 'n' Malice w/ Oma today...she seemed tickled to death when I suggested it, although she said "You're only doing this to be nice". There are worse reasons to do things, and besides it was fun.
I won $0.05, too.
(Not posted: various grumpy e-mails about how she always managed to wake me up a few minutes before my alarm went off, even when I tried to anticipate her and set my alarm for a few minutes earlier.)