It’s December of 2000.
I’m 10. A very lonely 10, so lonely that I often cried about it. But I had Pokémon, and one friend who played it with me, so my parents decided to give a shit once in their life and support my love for the series.
They surprise me by buying me a copy of crystal! I tear it open the way only a ravenous child can and immediately pop it in...but I read the manual and box first. It was special you know?
That quiet ride home, with the sounds of crystal pumping out of the backseat as a played under the passing street lights, was truly one of the best moments of my childhood. The music sticks with me to this day - a detail that I remember because my dad specifically turned the car music off so I could hear it.
I’m 30, married with three kids, and my parents are much easier to love now that they are dead. But this moment is my moment I want to share with you.
https://youtu.be/FP9udjzR970 