I remember my grandfather coming home and giving me my first computer....a VIC-20. There was a promotion at a car lot about 2 hours away he had heard of somehow that would give you a VIC-20 for test driving a car (while supplies lasted). He went, test drove the car he had no intention of buying, and brought me home the VIC-20.
I remember my favorite games were the text adventures like Adventureland, The Count, Pirates Cove, etc. You had to type in a direction to go (and could abbreviate N, S, E, W). When you arrived in your new location you would see a description of your surroundings in text on the screen. Other commands included look, use, and get. If there was a tree around, for example, you could input "look tree" and it would describe the tree and tell you if there was anything on it you could pick up, or "get", LoL. You would have to make these huge, elaborate maps to remember where everything was so you could do the little fetch quests and stuff. It was almost like an interactive novel. I remember playing with my father and him getting frustrated (they were VERY difficult for the time) and typing "eat shit and die". The game responded "I don't think that would taste very good!". We laughed so hard and were so amazed that the makers of the game anticipated someone typing that and coded a response. There were responses to other curse words and such too, many of which had us rolling with laughter.
Another of my favorite games was Gorf if anyone remembers that.
I remember being, well, between 6-10 years old during those VIC-20 years and trying to learn programming in the 10, 20, 30 line fashion. I remember being so proud of myself when I got a ball to bounce around the screen or a paintbrush to go line by line painting different colors! Hours upon hours upon days just to do simple things like that. And the worst thing is that you needed special characters for some things as the keys each had like 3 functions, but neither the keys or the instructions telling you what keys produced what characters. It all became an exercise in frustration trying by process of elimination, then trying to remember what did what.
Then I remember my father coming to my grandparents house where I was staying at the time and giving me a Commodore 64 for my birthday. I was SO excited. A FLOPPY drive! Before then games came on enormous cartridges. He proceeded to tell me, however, I couldn't unpack it and play it until he came back several days later. Needless to say, at around 10 years old, the thing came out of the box and was hooked up to the black and white TV only minutes after he had left. Oh the fury I endured when he returned! He was certain I had "broken" the glorious but fragile piece of futuristic technology!
I remember staring in wonder as I started up my first graphical adventure. It had the same text commands, but showed you a photo of your surroundings rather than just text. Transylvania, I think it was called.
Law of the West, Knight Games, Wizards, Age of Adventure, I loved them all. Age of Adventure was probably my favorite. It received quite a bit of hype at the time. It was two games in one. One was Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, the other was Return of Heracles. Oh the hours I spent with that. Don't ever think I beat the darned thing, however!
And the sports games! 4th and Inches football, Superstar Soccer! Superstar Soccer was the first game ever I believe to have a franchise mode. I spent hours building my team. 4th and Inches was a simple football game, but later an expansion floppy was released allowing you to create your own players. Like current games, you only had so many points to distribute between speed, strength, etc. My father and I had wars in that game until the expansion was released and I would create players with all 100's in speed. He could never catch me, LoL. He would get so angry!
And Fight Night! My first boxing game. Something similar happened with that game. My father and I would play for hours until I discovered if I created a boxer with 100% defense in the body and blocked my head constantly, he couldn't damage me, LoL! Many a joystick was broken as he tried in futility to even land one punch! Great vengeance and furious anger was rained down upon the joysticks as he became more and more angry. Finally he refused to play any longer when my win streak reached 100.
And Knight Games. The horrid joysticks would give us all blisters all over our hands as we furiously hammered on them trying to defeat each other, LoL.
I remember going to the local "mom and pop" software stores that seemed to be in every strip mall back then. The excitement and anticipation of my father or grandparents bringing me to get a new game! The smell of the boxes and cartirdges.....they had a unique odor similar to new shoes. It was glorious. Racks and racks of C-64 games. In the latter days, the disappointment of seeing a game that I just MUST HAVE only to realize it was C-128 or Amiga only.
How about in later days when Toys R Us was THE PLACE to go for Commodore games? They would have these plastic flaps with the boxes flattened and placed inside. You could flip them up to see the back of the box, and if you wanted the game you would take one of the paper slips that hung below up to a window. The employee would then leave to navigate a maze of shelves and disappear for several minutes. Often, there would be more slips than there were games in stock, so you would always worry until you saw him or her return with box in hand. It would be crushing disappointment if you saw him emerge from behind the maze of racks without anything in hand! I think Toys R Us killed off most of the wonderful local software stores. Later came Babbages and Electronics Botique.
And how about game errors. I swear, over the years I must've bought 5 copies of Law of the West, and not a darn one worked right. It would freeze and experience all manner of bugs mid-game, but boy was it fun. Many floppies were the same way, but that game was by far the worst.
And I remember when all my friends had gotten the NES console and I was still playing the C-64. They would come over and make fun of the "breadbox" in the living room, LoL. It took me awhile to finally abandon the C-64, as my father said the NES was just a fad and a piece of junk and that computers were far better. I used to go up to Video Tyme (Blockbuster bought them out later) or Believe In Music and would rent a NES and games for the weekend when I was bored with my C-64, as everyone had stopped selling games for it by then.
Those were the days......
I still have both computers in my closet and have been meaning to haul them out for the fiance to see. I still have all my C-64 games as well, LoL. Maybe this weekend......
Thanks for the article and the memories!