I honestly couldn’t tell you exactly which game that hooked me for life. My first exposure was when I spent summers with my grandparents on their farm.
Grandpa and I would ride his trike out to the fields, and we’d… do stuff? To the plants? I don’t really remember the work.
I do remember that work ended at noon, and we zipped into town on the trike. And we went to the pub. Grandpa would get me a root beer, and we’d split a poutine. Then he’d give me a roll of coins. I can go nuts on the arcade machines, he can have way too many beers, and WE DON’T TELL GRANDMA.
Anyway, a half century later I’m a recovering alcoholic. Good times!
I honestly couldn’t tell you exactly which game that hooked me for life. My first exposure was when I spent summers with my grandparents on their farm.
Grandpa and I would ride his trike out to the fields, and we’d… do stuff? To the plants? I don’t really remember the work.
I do remember that work ended at noon, and we zipped into town on the trike. And we went to the pub. Grandpa would get me a root beer, and we’d split a poutine. Then he’d give me a roll of coins. I can go nuts on the arcade machines, he can have way too many beers, and WE DON’T TELL GRANDMA.
Anyway, a half century later I’m a recovering alcoholic. Good times!