But here, on the screen, was a computer dungeon master, taking us through an adventure. Off to the right, a stack of Dungeons and Dragons books remained from our weekend play sessions. He slipped a five-and-a-quarter-inch floppy disk into the drive, typed the load command, and the tv screen illuminated with the Pool of Radiance logo. There, a Commodore 64 rested upon a small stand in front of his television. In 1988 I strapped on my black velcro Reeboks and wandered over to the neighbor’s house.
