GAMING WITH MY DAD
y dad was the kind of man who would let me be in the room with him while he watched TV if I didn’t breathe too heavily. If I asked a question, he’d ignore me. If I giggled, he’d tell me to shut up. It wasn’t what I called bonding time, but he was the reason I fell in love with videogames at a young age. When I wasn’t watching Star Trek: The and until my mum told me to get ready for bed.
