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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dannyalcatraz" data-source="post: 8957846" data-attributes="member: 19675">My take on the old days- starting in Aurora, CO in ‘77- is:1) the potential for death added excitement.  My first D&D character died in the penultimate room of the dungeon we were going through, the last of his party.  When he went down, there were cheers and groans and high-fives.  I was hooked.2) Just months after that game, our family moved to Manhattan, KS.  There was a decent gaming community, but not much in the way of supplies.  One bookstore had D&D books (original & AD&D) & modules, ElfQuest, Dragon, Dungeon, and a few Heritage, Ral Partha and Grenadier minis.  There was a small section of a rack with the Traveller black books.  The college bookstore had much the same, but was a great source of GRAPH PAPER!  That was needed for both party mapping and homebrewing.*  The college store also had stuff like Star Fleet Battles and Avalon Hill bookshelf games (Acquire, Squad Leader, Diplomacy, etc.).But once you bought the TSR books & modules, the only new things that came in were the magazines and the occasional mini.  To get almost everything else, you had to go to Lawrence, Topeka, Wichita or Kansas City,  So anytime someone in your game group announced their family was visiting one of those cities, you’d be given at least one bag with someone’s saved allowance and a shopping list.3) I never knowingly played in a randomized adventure in D&D, but did in The Fantasy Trip/In The Labyrinth.* well, for games played at someone’s house.  At school, it was almost exclusively TotM, though we didn’t call it that.</blockquote>

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