A few weeks ago I inherited a bookshelf. This led to a general cleaning & reorganizing of one of my storage closets and allowed me to pull a lot of my older games out of storage containers and put them back on shelves.
These included tons of classic American titles from my High School and College years. Dune, Source of the Nile, and Wizard’s Quest from Avalon Hill. 2038, Mystic War, and Suzerein from TimJim Games. Arkham Horror and Elric from Chaosium. The Lonely Mountain, The Riddle of the Ring, and The Battle of Five Armies from I.C.E. King Arthur and Excalibur from Wotan Games. And a number of others from these publishers, Steve Jackson Games, TSR, White Wolf, and others. About five feet worth of games, all said and done, neatly arrayed on two shelves.
And that was what struck me, as I was juggling things in and out of the closet, dodging empty storage containers, piles of books, and curious cats. The games all fit. On the bookshelves. Perhaps we took it for granted at the time. But …
We don’t know how good we had it.