A box full of memories

I had binders full of women before Mitt Romney did. Women and men, and some children, too. Of course mine were on character sheets, whereas Mitt’s were resumes, but…well, I think mine was more fun.

It’s been close to twenty years since I last played the Star Trek Roleplaying Game. Most everything, including the binders, has been sitting in a box in my shed. Faced with a new summer vacation rapidly approaching and a bored pre-teen son I decided I needed something to keep him occupied. I was originally looking for my Star Wars RPG manual–the game system is simpler, and he’s more familiar with the source material–but I couldn’t find it. So I dug out The Box.

I’m not sure my son is all that interested, but I had a fun jog down memory lane. My sister and I were serious gamers in our day. We didn’t just have a few characters, we populated a world (literally) with them. We played adventures, and we played the parts in between–there was little difference to us, really. Plot points could happen during off-hours as easily as during. It was pretty hardcore. And it was a blast!

Alas, my memory is fading far faster than I’d prefer. I found myself trying to remember who some of these characters were and drew blanks. Perhaps my sister and I need to have a Starbase Two reunion sometime. If my kids think I’m crazy now…

We had a few other players join us here and there, but it was mostly my sister and I. Ah, those were good times.

I did find my SW:RPG book eventually. My son knew where it was the moment I mentioned it. I think I’ll start there with my kids and leave Star Trek off the table for now. You just don’t catch lightning in a jar twice, more than likely.