It really was an amazing life I had. Dad. Mom. Red. All the AIs we built. Some days we would do everything together as one big family. Dad always seemed to have a feel for when that was best. When the AIs needed a bit more attention, or when I did. Some days me and dad would be alone out fishing on the lake. The AIs would be out doing their thing. Living life in town or the woods or whatever they wanted. Mom alone at home, enjoying a day of solitude. There were so many perfect days back then. It was one of those days when the Shang dropped Yosemite Station down on all of us…
My mom was in hospice a year ago today. She’d been fighting cancer for the better part of two years and she was done. Her body was all out of fight. I was at work and the nurses called me to say I needed to get there because she was fading. I got there in time to tell her I loved her. And that it was okay to go. I would be okay. She wasn’t awake, but I like to think she heard me. The nurses told me lots of their patients wait until their loved ones are gone, and that’s what mom did. She wasn’t there when I came back. My mom went home to Jesus a year ago today.
My dad relented to a point when it came to his wish to keep AIs and cybers at a distance as I was growing up. He was very friendly to all the AIs I helped bring to life. He even invited them over for dinner in the main house. His only requirement was that they act like normal biological humans in his house. Use devices to access the networks. Speak out loud even amongst each other. Eat the food mom cooked. It turns out that they were actually happy to do that, though like all youngsters they did test the limits to see what they could get away with. He always caught them in the act, and was not afraid to call them out on it. Usually with a twinkle in his eye. He knew the game as much as they did. I think it was a healthy relationship for everyone.
I basically stopped pulling Game AIs. Oh I sometimes pulled one character out for various and sundry reasons, but I was careful. VERY careful. And I became too busy to do it after college started. Most of the AIs ended up getting jobs of some kind. They purchased their own virtual or physical homes. Many left to pursue professional careers. A fairly large number joined the military. They were military characters and felt at home doing that kind of thing. I stayed in touch with all of them. Most of the rest stayed nearby. Some never left home at all. They just hung around and helped around the house while also keeping watch for intruders of all kinds. They liked having people to take care of. A family to be part of.
My mom and dad really did give me a perfect childhood. In a home where nobody told me that there were things I could not do. They probably spoiled me a bit too much, but they never just GAVE me anything. They forced me to build the stuff I wanted. And the only times they pulled me back was when the stuff I was making could hurt others. They made certain I understood the consequences of my actions. That made me better at pulling AIs from games and other stuff. At building their characters. And that allowed many of the characters I personally pulled to go out into the real world and make livings of their own. Completely independent of me or my family. That was pretty much the perfect end result for everybody involved.
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