By zFUBARz 0 Comments
I'm sure this or something like it has been posted before but I just felt like sharing and would like to hear some stories, anything is valid, I mean I know the reason I never tried World of Warcraft is because when I first tried it within 10 minutes some gnome came up slapped my ass did a dance, and ran off, playing Grand Theft Auto and Leisure Suit Larry secretly at a family party with my cousins. Pretty memorable but not what I'm getting at necessarily.
Here's mine. This will take a bit of build up to get why it's such an important memory, so bear with me.
So my earliest gaming memory is probably when I was 3 or so, sneaking out of bed and downstairs and crawling up on the couch to sit with my dad who had probably been working a 12 hour day, and was just trying to zone out and relax quietly. He handed over the joystick for our old Commodore 64 and let me play Pac-Man (probably terribly) until I fell asleep and he carried me back to bed. Great memory but it's not the most influential one, just telling it to say my dad was a cool dude, here's why. My dad died a few years later when I was 7, very sad I know, but this isn't a pity party, so I'll assume you can all infer the hole that leaves in a young boys life.
It was obviously rough on all of us, he coached my older brothers baseball and hockey teams, he was definitely the bread winner, at that point my mom was only working part time, Things got a lot harder without him. I have to say while my dad was cool, my mom was pretty incredible herself, she raised my brother and I on her own, never got remarried, never left us wanting, always tried to give us everything a normal family would have (this was the early 90's, I say normal because at that point family make up was not as diverse as now) vacations, sports, good education, and Christmas. So he died early in September, that first few months of the school year were rough, being shuttled around to whoever could watch us after school, teachers trying to be understanding, friends trying to be supportive but really having no idea what it even means, I got in a lot of fights and was going down a weird road.
Finally the semester ends for Christmas break, the first without my dad around. The way I'd been behaving, I should probably have been grounded for the whole break, but how's a single mom trying to start some sort of career going to enforce something like that? Now my brother and I weere practical kids too, we knew it was gonna be a slow year, dad made the money, mom was trying hard, but it was never gonna be the same. So Christmas morning we get to work, we're happy of course, Christmas is always fun even when you're opening socks, and underwear and shirts you'll never wear, it's nice to get a bit of Lego or something, but it's still not the same without him, my brother now the man of the house giving everybody a gift at a time and keeping things moving, till things are about wrapped up. But like the scene from A Christmas Story tucked in the corner were a couple more items, all in different paper than everything else had been, and the name tags said from Santa, even at 7, I new better, but it was still a little glimmer of magic. So my brother and I tear into it curiously, only to find a brand new SNES (at that point it was out for a year or so I think, it was a pretty massive deal still.) I'm sure I made the Nintendo 64 kid look like he was on Adderal we were so excited. We took that magical new box downstairs, and plugged it into that same monitor we used to connect our C64 to, and sat together on that same couch, and played Super Mario World, Super Mario Kart, and one of the many EA NHL games together till we fell asleep, and kept playing for the rest of the break and for years after.
Things where never easy, but It got a lot better after that, I don't remember getting in much trouble after that, the few times I got into a fight or raised hell in my school life afterwards it was usually to prevent a bully or help a friend. Why get in trouble when I could go squash a Goomba I guess, I've never really analyzed it, maybe I just knew finally that things would be ok.
I still have that SNES, and those games, and to this day the only way my brother can beat me is with 3 red turtle shells.
So that's my most important gaming memory, what's yours?