Last weekend, or two weekends ago, or some time in the recent past; I was helping my folks empty out their storage unit. There were two boxes of my stuff, treasures from my child hood. These were things that I had wondered, vaguely, where they were over the last couple of years. All of these finds helped me through many friendless hours as a teenager.
It looked nothing at all like this. At all.
Over the next few days I'll be trotting out these treasures, one group at a time. It's a strange feeling to be digging through my gaming toys from twenty five years ago.