In 1982, I took my first computer course in college. At that time I was finishing up an AS degree at a junior college, and the budget was limited. The course taught programming principles using BASIC and pascal. The computers were TRS-80s. Over the next few years as I worked on degrees in computer science and music composition (yeah, I know... but they really do have a great deal in common), I learned my way around such gems as DEC and VAX systems, and COBOL, Fortran, and assembly language. The first computer (PC) I bought myself was an Apple ][-c and I added a CPM card to it so I could do some real C programming.
I looked up the specs on the Z-80 chip just now... 2.5 to 8 MHz clock speed. 8-bit. Smokin'.
In college, when we could get time, we played Hack. It wasn't really multi-player, but you could communicate via the Unix mail system and would occasionally run across someone's gravestone and were able to read how they died and their stats at their time of death. For those who don't know, Hack was a rogue like game. When you died you died, you found out what all the mystery stuff you were carrying was, and you started over. Usually after at least whimpering in frustration. Sometimes screaming and waking up the TA.
Slightly later, I found myself standing in an open field west of a white house, with a boarded front door. From that day to this, I've been gaming. I'm 57 years old, and the only thing I feel separates gamers of my age from 20-something gamers is 30-something years. I have met people my age that really do think that gaming is for "kids," but those people are typically leading stoic and boring little surface lives, and have their own "secrets" they keep from everyone else. In other words, people are just people, and really don't change a great deal as they age. They just learn to hide their habits better.
So whatever your age, keep on doing what makes you happy.
--Lightning Bunny


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