I am an old man. Ancient. I recall Ataris. I recall Nintendo Entertainment Systems (NES) and I spent way too many hours playing Super Mario Brothers 1-3 in my youth. Abby just came in with Evie on her tail singing the praises of the Wii because it had this new game with this one guy who went into outer space. She knew to tell me that it was available at Target (a store she knows I like). I asked her if she meant Super Mario Galaxy. Excitedly she let me know that Mario was the guy.
Old. I’m just old.
All right, I am sad to say that my first memory of playing an Atari was the night the Space Shuttle Challenger blew up. We were tramatized in school watching it blow up and after school I went to a friends house. Her big brother took pity on us crying girls and let us play his Atari.
We never had a game system until the NES came out and I was already in High School when my parents bought it, but I did spend a lot of time (too much time) playing the original SMB. But I hated that Zelda because I never finished it.
But who can’t love Mario! At least the next generation will help the memory live on.