
Maggie and Bob, were there (and sometimes Bull) with Brian as the GM. Memories of hanging around in the hot summer in Brian's family's house (they were like a second family to us). Not a care in the world, really, and one silly game after another.
And then there were the elaborate D&D adventures Chuck would whip up in record time. He could pull a world out of his imagination so detailed, you could read the labels of the jars on the spice rack in the room of some castle keep.
It's no wonder gaming appeals to so many young adults. You get to make your own world and live in it before you've got a handle on the real world.
I'm still waiting to get a handle on the real world, but a recent gaming get-together reminded me that the games themselves were really beside the point of what we were doing.
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