A reader discovers his old D&D notebooks
Recently, I was helping clean out my parent’s garage and I found a dusty box filled with my old D&D material. I was surprised about the number of rule books that were available (and that my parents bought me).
Also, in the same box, I found my D&D notebook. Judging by the sheer amount of hand written material, I spent many a girl-less night writing plots, making maps and developing adventures.
Many memories flooded back, going through those old books and notes. I took an hour or more just thumbing through them, lost in thoughts of younger days.
When I brought them home, my wife’s first inclination was to throw them out. After explaining to her what they meant to me, she relented and at least understood my nostalgia but not what the books actually contained.
Some say that D&D prevents social interaction but it was just the opposite for me. I brought together friends of all types and we had two or three fun summers of D&D. And swimming. We’d play D&D for an hour or three, then hit the pool and then back to D&D. Good times and friends.
There’s similar material in my parents’ house, I should probably retrieve it.