My parents pushed me to start singing at church when I got old enough. Like three or something. Churches like to start the kids out early you know. So at first I was signing out of tune and cringing adults clapped with encouragement. Then I was singing much better in the Wednesday-night youth group worship team. And I’ll never forget the day the pastor sat me down and told me I was on the Sunday-morning worship team. I was sky high. They taught me to sing. I can never repay them for that gift.
The creation of virtual worlds started as a small business with very little money in it. Those who worked in the field did it because they loved it. They went to the same parties, virtual or physical, and their children played with each other. It was a small business. Whether you created worlds are reviewed them, you only did it for the love of the game. Money was just not something you had in the early days unless you started with it. Hence the old joke about needing a large fortune to make a small fortune…
Forge of Wars: Tactics is designed to be a fast paced game of miniature-style infantry combat. I’ve played games for years and I’ve always wanted a way to play quick and dirty battles. Yes I love involved systems with rules for everything from morale to whether or not it is easier to slip on wet concrete or dry ice. But sometimes I just want to roll dice and watch things die. Virtually of course. Forge of Wars: Tactics is my answer to that wish.
History is the roadmap we all must study if we are to find a better route to where we wish to go. Roads are built by improving the landscape they are on, and so one must understand the faults of the landscape. Our nation is good and strong. But we have our faults. And so the roadmap of our future must deal with those faults or it will split wide open at the fault lines. We have done this in the past. I do not intend to see us do so again.
My parents played music all the time when I was growing up. I don’t think the speakers in our home were ever silent. We listened to a lot of the classics of course. Elvis. Cash. Sinatra. Add in rock and roll and old-fashioned country rock and that was the soundtrack of my life. I was Born in the U.S.A., I wished Billie Jean was My Girl, and Johnny B. Goode was my role model. My parents loved the oldies and I caught the bug from them. Ain’t no music like old music.