With all the Wii talk all over, I thought I should share my dad's first game. In which he out-bowled me. That's LittleBro on the right, in his basement game room. When I was his age, I had a game room too, but mine was in the little cubby underneath the stairs in my room. It also only had a SNES, but fortunately, that was the apex of role-playing games. Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past - it's been all downhill from there.
M.Bro and I spent a few hours looking through boxes of my childhood memories, from pictures of my Mom's baby shower (the summer of 1979) to dozens and dozens of copies of The Creighton News with my picture in them. It was a sentimental part of a sentimental trip - I may have teared up a little bit at the baby book my parents wrote for me, and Missy laughed herself sick at the stories I wrote when I was ten (especially the one about how the Grand Canyon started). Also, apparently I had a massive growth spurt in between the pictures below, from the most gosh-darn adorable seven year-old you've ever seen to a nine year-old who should have been happy his parents didn't lock him in the basement.