Currently reading : IT’S THEM AGAIN
In 1990-something, I inherited of a Nintendo Entertainment System form my one of my older cousins for Christmas. This was, unequivocally, the happiest moment of my entire childhood. This is not an uncommon story; the NES sold more than 61 million copies. But what’s always stayed with me is the durability of that memory. I can picture opening that Nintendo for the first time so vividly, and I’ll never forget the contours of the NES controller or the orange and gray gun that came with the system.
I played with the system hysterically for one week, then it broke. Or maybe someone around me broke it, so as to make my passion stop (frequently situation at the time, but bref). Drama.
Today, even as I’m beginning to forget the voices of dead relatives or friends, I can still hear the laughing dog in Duck Hunt. I can still hear the Moon level theme in Ducktales or the one-up sound effect in Super Mario Bros.