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Tetris/Dr. Mario

Happy Mother’s Day!

Since my mother has passed away, I just thought I’d share a memory of her.

Summer of 1991, for about 3 weeks, we spent in Nashville at my grandmother’s house.  Grandmother only had over-the-air TV, and it was poor reception at that.  She also only had a single window A/C unit in the living room.  As a result, my mother, siblings, and I were off visiting people, spending the day in my Grandma and Grandpa’s pool, or Playing Nintendo in the closed living room.

One day, my mother asked Nicki and me how to play Tetris.  It looked interesting to her.  We taught her how to play and that day, we created a monster.  She started demanding playing time, too. By the time we left Nashville to return home to NC, my mother cold get to Level 6 in Tetris.

One day, she ended up trading Tetris for a couple of other games.  I don’t think she meant for it to be permanent, but the neighbor moved and we never got it back.  She started suffering from Tetris withdrawal and Tetris dreams. She sought an alternative.  We offered her Dr. Mario as the alternative.

Before she started playing Dr. Mario, she thought I was insane wanting to strangle my brother when I was down to 4 viruses from completing Level 20 at the high speed.  It was going to be my first time beating the level, but my brother kicked the Nintendo and it reset the entire playing session.  Eventually, as she played Dr. Mario, the more she understood the anger from that day.

Joke was on her.  The first time she was close to beating Level 20 high, she was 4 viruses away when it blocked up on her.  She was so angry.  I threw her words right back at her.  If looks could kill.

For Christmas 1996, my dad got her one of most favored gifts ever.  He got her the Tetris/Dr. Mario combo pack.  Some days, all she would do is play the game because it brought her peace the rest of her days failed to give her. By this time, Grandmother, her mother, was sick and needed care.  Being a caregiver is hard work.

My mother would play against me, but she had certain rules.  I had to play at a much higher level than her in all the games.  She made me play with less time.  I would have to sit there in a 20 minute game, waiting for 10 minutes before I could play.  In Dr. Mario, I was not allowed to trash her.

If she were alive today, she’d still be playing those games.  Even today, she might be playing it at this minute.

I miss her.



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