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I’m not sure who made today Video Games day, but they sure got me where I used to live. Between spending all of my 8th grade graduation money on game cartridges for my Atari 2600 VCS, to shoveling all of the quarters (yes, unfortunately it was all of the quarters) that I made delivering papers down the slot of any Pac-Man, Donkey Kong, Defender, or Galaga machine I could find, my life between the ages of 12 and 15 probably revolved around video games.
I was happy to use whatever money I had to buy my way into a world that someone else had created. In those worlds, I wasn’t some awkward kid with goofy glasses and a bad haircut. Instead, I was a heroic figure trying to accomplish some noble goal like saving a damsel in distress, or at least keep away from those crazed ghosts that were after me. It was escapism, and I was more than happy to escape anytime that I could.
Video games today are so much more sophisticated than they were back then. And my life isn’t so bad that I feel the need to escape from it anymore, but I can understand why some people do. To them I say that life is the best video game of all, and there’s never any wait for a machine to open up, either.
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I enjoy playing the occasional video game with my children yet, I would rather be outside playing with them or helping them with their lego sets.
Thanks for reading. I still play a game or two of Guitar Hero on occasion, but the video game urge left me a long time ago. All the best to you.