I've been thinking of my dad lots lately who passed in September 2022. My pinball/arcade/video game addiction started with him. I was three years old in 1981 when he bought the family a Atari 2600 for Christmas. He would always play a game when I handed him a controller. I can remember him hogging the Atari out at the cabin playing that shitty pacman game. He bought the family a Commodore 64 in 1984. Whenever we would travel and there was a arcade in the hotel, he'd come down and play some games. One of my favorite childhood memories was buying Tetris for the Nes in the early 90s. I went to Prince George, BC on a business trip with him for a week. I got him hooked. We stayed up past midnight playing it all week. He also bought us/me a Solar Fire pinball in 1992 when we moved into a new home and back to the city. We would always play cribbage on weekends watching college football and American Gladiators. We had Edmonton Eskimos season tickets and loved going to games with him. Chewing spits and peanuts. Rooting on the home team. He was on the road lots growing up (salesman) but if he was in town during one of my games, he was in the stands cheering me on. I loved playing catch with him in the yard after dark. He had a really good arm. We always wanted a pool table but the houses we lived in couldn't fit one. When he and my mom retired out to the lake, the first thing he did was buy a pool table. Any visit out to to dad's, me and him would play all night. I proudly have his table setup in my basement and my wife and I play 20 to 30 games a day on it.
I miss you so much pops. Thank you for all your love and support.