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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 251677" data-attributes="member: 508">My two cousins Harry and Tom got me (and my two younger brothers as well) into D&D when I was in junior high.  They lived about an hour away and we didn't see them that often, but one time when they came over they brought their D&D stuff and a bunch of pre-made PCs for us to choose from.  (Heh, those were pretty bad...I remember they had tried programming a random-number generator on their computer to determine the stats, but forgot to roll 1d6 three times and add them up; they just randomly determined a number between 3 and 18.  I think my first PC - a druid named "Jon" [they had named them for us, as well] - had something like a 4 Dex, and that was only because my other PC choices were worse!)  My cousins had each made half a dungeon complex, and when we "crossed the border" they switched out who was DMing.  We had a good time (although it took me awhile to get into the proper "heroic" mode; when we met up with our first monsters - four giant rats - I had my PC flee; seemed like a smart move at the time for a guy with 3 hp), good enough that that Christmas, we each received one of the three main AD&D books from our parents.  (I got the DMG, James got the PHB, and Joseph got the MM.)I played AD&D with my brothers (and later also my sister, and a friend of my brother's) all through junior high and high school, then kind of got out of the habit during college.  I was "reintroduced" to gaming when my crew partner - we were a missile combat crew, pulling alert in an underground bunker in North Dakota - brought a couple issues of Dragon with him one alert.  I devoured those, and he bought me an issue of Dungeon for my birthday, and that was it - I was hooked.Now, I game with my two sons: passing the game on to the next generation!Johnathan</blockquote>

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