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Message: <blockquote data-quote="piper909" data-source="post: 9640911" data-attributes="member: 7052169">Howard Thompson followed his own drummer. I have some photos from my Metagaming days but not as many as I'd like, and only taken on a cheap Instamatic. Most were taken at the HIA show in Dallas in January 1981, he was making the big push to sell the Unicorn Gold treasure hunt game and wore a ball cap with a yellow unicorn horn  sticking out as he schmoozed with visitors to the  Metagaming booth.  One time he wanted to thank Norm Royal (the art director and graphics guru, the only other staffer who worked on games during my stint) and me for getting some project done under deadline and so he said we could knock off work one afternoon early and then took us to -- a strip club.  I think he bought us some beers or something. It was fairly embarrassing to me.  Seemed so tacky. He thought this was a reward? His marriage was on the rocks at the time but we didn't know about it -- one of the secretarial workers did know, but kept it to herself, we found out later from her.  She was one of the chief administrative workers, there were about four full or part-time, all women.  Plus some part-time fellows working the mail room and warehouse.  Tommye (sp?), Howard's wife, apparently confided things to that lady, she was the most responsible and dependable of the office worker bees and privy to more personal goings-on within the Metagaming office.</blockquote>