there was no worries about their possible demise, just as long as someone kept plugging quarters into that infernal machine……on reflection, when electronic games first became popular in the 70’s, how people stood in line in some places to feed them quarters …..Only forty years ago, and it was as a different world then to now as the Roman times were compared to mid twentieth century.the technology boom (ha) witnessed by we boomers has been astounding. just shake- the head in amazement astounding
With my son present, I try to make a point to question my parents and in-laws about their life experiences. At funerals and wakes we talk with aunts who remember. Old people usually like to tell stories, and if they are any good at it they are fascinating. If the person is any good at listening, he/she will enhance the experience with empathy and pertinent questions to draw the person out. It’s not exactly Studs Terkel (oral historian and author) but it’s family and therefore intensely personal. It’s people who are to a great extent OURSELVES..I have access to pictures and film of the last 45 years, but that’s only visual. I wish film recorded the thoughts of the people behind and before the cameras. I’d like to hear opinions, joy, and often sarcasm and bitterness in the air at the time. .And I know my comments on these sites are often tedious and pedantic, but they give me a chance to recall my past and get it down in writing for my own benefit and my son’s. Unfortunately, I am inflicting that on you. However, I am delighted to hear your memories. Even on the Editorial site, the opinions are usually interesting, raw, and real..Most old people scared me when I was young, and I stayed away from them including (to my constant shame) my grandparents. In the months before my father died, I tried to keep his mind alive by asking questions about his childhood. He remembered stuff from 85 years ago, but couldn’t remember a few hours previous! Then he faded away in pain and total confusion. I should have started that much earlier.
Chalkeye over 10 years ago
Too many Pacmen going underground,Too many reaching for a piece of Cake!Too many Pacmen pulled and pushed around,Too many waiting for that lucky break
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 10 years ago
Ghost stories.
Spooky!
jreckard over 10 years ago
They signed out on the dotted line.
emptc12 over 10 years ago
Sheese. If Ms. Pac-Man were a male she would be a widely respected CEO, sort of a “Stephanie Jobs.”
Nighthawks Premium Member over 10 years ago
there was no worries about their possible demise, just as long as someone kept plugging quarters into that infernal machine……on reflection, when electronic games first became popular in the 70’s, how people stood in line in some places to feed them quarters …..Only forty years ago, and it was as a different world then to now as the Roman times were compared to mid twentieth century.the technology boom (ha) witnessed by we boomers has been astounding. just shake- the head in amazement astounding
emptc12 over 10 years ago
With my son present, I try to make a point to question my parents and in-laws about their life experiences. At funerals and wakes we talk with aunts who remember. Old people usually like to tell stories, and if they are any good at it they are fascinating. If the person is any good at listening, he/she will enhance the experience with empathy and pertinent questions to draw the person out. It’s not exactly Studs Terkel (oral historian and author) but it’s family and therefore intensely personal. It’s people who are to a great extent OURSELVES..I have access to pictures and film of the last 45 years, but that’s only visual. I wish film recorded the thoughts of the people behind and before the cameras. I’d like to hear opinions, joy, and often sarcasm and bitterness in the air at the time. .And I know my comments on these sites are often tedious and pedantic, but they give me a chance to recall my past and get it down in writing for my own benefit and my son’s. Unfortunately, I am inflicting that on you. However, I am delighted to hear your memories. Even on the Editorial site, the opinions are usually interesting, raw, and real..Most old people scared me when I was young, and I stayed away from them including (to my constant shame) my grandparents. In the months before my father died, I tried to keep his mind alive by asking questions about his childhood. He remembered stuff from 85 years ago, but couldn’t remember a few hours previous! Then he faded away in pain and total confusion. I should have started that much earlier.