In the dying days of January 40 years ago Dungeons & Dragons was born. It was born because Unlike a rock or video game it grows, changes, and creates new things every time you experience it and that is in a rough way the definition of life and living things are born not made.
People are going to write a lot more about the game but on the wizards site they have a few little entries from ed greenwood, creator of the forgotten realms, and troy denning where each in brief talks about there first D&D experiences, so I decided to keep the Idea alive.
I first found D&D almost by accident, a friends uncle new that he loved fantasy novels and had found one of the old box sets at the mall for his birthday, the next afternoon I was abducted by hobgoblins, battled an evil wizard and released a werewolf from his cage, by the summers end I had fought a dragon and was hunted by the city guard for the assasination of an archmage, my one chance to prove my innocence lay in tracking down the real killer before I was captured myself.
So to the thing that has been with me through more years than I like to think about, Happy 40th D&D.
