After Nickel Mines: On Guns and Other Forms of Self-Protection
“Kids five and up get in free the first Sunday of the month,” Matt said. We were at Barcade in downtown New Haven, across from Elm City Games, for a date night in late February. Matt was my neighbor in
At Barcade, a video arcade in downtown New Haven, Matt and his wife Dianna enjoyed a night of gaming with their neighbors Jared and I. We were there for a date night, with our spouses playing Pac-Man nearby. Matt, a former bassist in his late 40s, introduced us to a shooting game, while Jared and I played a different game. Growing up, my father loved arcades, much like his son-in-law Matt.
My husband Jared, like Matt, grew up riding dirt bikes, and both shared a fondness for adrenaline-filled activities. My father's love for arcades and games was a way for him to escape the strict rules of his life, and for me, it was a reminder of the carefree weekends we spent at the beach with him.
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