3/19/2016 Hunt the Wumpusby Becky Derby, Friend and Neighbor
I was friends with Brooke in elementary school and I have fond memories of playing “Hunt the Wumpus”. I remember how neat it was that we would type directions on the “typewriter” in his office in Lexington and it would type back responses seemingly on its own. I always had an image of a long telephone cord being buried in the ground directly connecting 3 Brent Road to his work office. The game was fun for its own sake, but even more so for being something I never saw anywhere else. This was probably in the mid-70s. Never mind the mind-blowing experience of seeing a computer “screen” replace the paper spooling system later on. He definitely opened my eyes to a different world. Comments are closed.
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