Through your work I found true friends when I needed them most. You awoke my imagination to worlds of possibility that are still expanding. You inspired to me find my own creative calling.
It was some several years ago in the mid ninties. I wrote a small tabletop strategy game and was lucky enough to be invited to the same after Gen Con party as E. Gary Gygax.
I was at the convention for several days and actually kept bumping into him randomly and he spoke to me every time, at length, with no apparent regard for the fact that I was taking up some of his time. Not many get to meet their idol, as I grew up in the eighties adventuring through endless hours of Advanced Dungeons and Dragons. So I feel fortunate for this and the rest of this story.
Anyway, this party. We all were there for a short length of time, new people showing up, most of us awaiting Gary. He arrives, no dismountig off a dragon he rode in on, no great flash of magic as the grandfather of roleplaying arrived, he just walked in wearing a button up untucked shirt and wry grin. I was maybe ten feet from the door, and to my utter amazement, he walked directly up to me with purpose and greeted me. I was standing with a few other people whom I had met at the convention and this wonderful and amazing feeling of pride came over me. My hands are shaking right now as I type this memory. Gary Gygax walked into a party and apporached me in front of all these fellow fans of his, and greeted me...ME. Of all people. Well only aanother moment went by and he reached into pocket and pulled out a pack of smokes and lit up. As if by magic, a party attendant approached out of the ether and said, "Mr. Gygax, this is a non-smoking party." Without missing a beat, he handed me a cigarette, the people I was with a cigarette, a few passers by and the attendant were all handed cigarettes. He lit mine and proceeded to light others as well. I didn't smoke at the time, but I tell you, when Gary Gygax practically puts a cigarette in your mouth and lights it, you smoke it! He finished up after lighting only a few, looked at the attendant and said, "Miss, now this is a smoking party." He waited for some comment, she turned and left. We all laughed and he bid the group I was with a good day and proceeded to head around the room.
I wept at his passing, but he is now on the grandest adventure infinite that we all must take. I bid him peace and a sincere thank you for his work while he was with us, and the personal memory he left with me.
I never met him, but the games he created for myself and all of my close friends lifted us out of an otherwise gray and troubled teen age existance. For us D&D, AD&D and Boothill gave all of a free and exciting place to live if only for a night or two per week. My friends would meet at LaTrobe uni in (Melbourne Australia) playing 12 hours on a friday night it was awesome, I picked up boothill and games of it are in demand constantly. The games he wrote gave advice that felt like an old mate was bringing us in on a great secret and usually he delivered in a way that made so many people smile and laugh untill it hurt. I still have that original print of Boot hill, the guys called to let me know what had happened so I'm flying 2000kms next week to run "mad mesa" and the "Taiming of Brimstone" as a tribute to someone who gave us all heaps it's the best we can do.
It's been really touching to read of so many people who felt the same way because it hit all of us down here.
Happy trails Mr Gygax
Thankyou for that helping hand. (we'll see to it that the game goes on)
"Dungeon Master Guy" by Tom O’Bryan w/ apologies to Don McLean
A Long, long time ago…
I can still remember how the dice rolls made me smile
And I knew if I had made the roll
I’d surely turn that undead ghoul
And, maybe, make my party last awhile
But then March came and we shivered
With every blog my browser delivered
Sad news on my pc screen
So sad it almost made me scream
Like the nerd I am I cried
When I learned the news and sighed
We failed our fort saves with are d20 die
The day that Gygax died.
So bye-bye Dungeon Master Guy
Took your fables to my table
As we all rolled our dice
Playing Living Greyhawk while drinky Mountain Dew on the side.
Saying “Salute him with our six sider dies…
Salute him with our six sider dies.”
When you first wrote your first boxed set
Could you have even bet
That Geeks around the world would unite.
Did you first disbelieve that “phantasmal killer”
Boy that spell gave me some chillers
Like Galstaff the Sorcerer of Light.
And at Gencon the dorks all screamed
The monty haller’s cried, the role players dreamed
But not a spell was miscast
We all rolled 20’s at his mass
And the three mages I admire greatly
Tenszer, Mordenkainen, and Bigby
All teleported to Greyhawk City
The day Dungeon Master died.
So bye-bye Dungeon Master Guy
Took your fables to my table
As we all rolled our dice
Playing Living Greyhawk while drinky Mountain Dew on the side.
Saying “Salute him with our six sider dies…
Salute him with our six sider dies.
Yes my friends, I am a dork. But I will miss you Gary.
Thanks for the Life Lesson! I wrote tournament dungeons through out the 80's and nothing in life taught me to think outside the box more than this game system. You are Missed!
He Inspired me and my friends to create our own D&D themed games.
may he roll good stats on his next incarnation...
God bless you Gary Gygax, the true DM that you are.
*closes DM's guide for the last time*
AD&D was an important anchor for me transitioning through adolescence. Despite its fantasy themes, it ironically kept me grounded with a core group of friends and out of trouble. The "game" had an enormous (positive) impact on my life, and for that Gary, I will be forever grateful.
Brian P.
Dear Sir, you will be adored and missed by far more than you ever would have imagined.
I had the honor of working for this man, even before I learned to "game". Originally, I though he was "above" the staff - one of the biggest misconceptions of my life! He was simply deep in thought and always busy. I hope he now comprehends just how many people appreciate him.
I find tears in my eyes whenever I think about how much this man inadvertantly affected my life. I wanted to somehow let him know, but, never got the chance. I can only hope and pray that he can see now how everyone feels about him and feel the combined joy he gave to all of us.
Thank You, Gary
Matt Jan 31, 2011
You will be missed forever.
Smoking Party
Dan R. White Mar 30, 2010
I was at the convention for several days and actually kept bumping into him randomly and he spoke to me every time, at length, with no apparent regard for the fact that I was taking up some of his time. Not many get to meet their idol, as I grew up in the eighties adventuring through endless hours of Advanced Dungeons and Dragons. So I feel fortunate for this and the rest of this story.
Anyway, this party. We all were there for a short length of time, new people showing up, most of us awaiting Gary. He arrives, no dismountig off a dragon he rode in on, no great flash of magic as the grandfather of roleplaying arrived, he just walked in wearing a button up untucked shirt and wry grin. I was maybe ten feet from the door, and to my utter amazement, he walked directly up to me with purpose and greeted me. I was standing with a few other people whom I had met at the convention and this wonderful and amazing feeling of pride came over me. My hands are shaking right now as I type this memory. Gary Gygax walked into a party and apporached me in front of all these fellow fans of his, and greeted me...ME. Of all people. Well only aanother moment went by and he reached into pocket and pulled out a pack of smokes and lit up. As if by magic, a party attendant approached out of the ether and said, "Mr. Gygax, this is a non-smoking party." Without missing a beat, he handed me a cigarette, the people I was with a cigarette, a few passers by and the attendant were all handed cigarettes. He lit mine and proceeded to light others as well. I didn't smoke at the time, but I tell you, when Gary Gygax practically puts a cigarette in your mouth and lights it, you smoke it! He finished up after lighting only a few, looked at the attendant and said, "Miss, now this is a smoking party." He waited for some comment, she turned and left. We all laughed and he bid the group I was with a good day and proceeded to head around the room.
I wept at his passing, but he is now on the grandest adventure infinite that we all must take. I bid him peace and a sincere thank you for his work while he was with us, and the personal memory he left with me.
Just a simple thanks
Steph Sep 15, 2009
The Realms of Gygaxian Fantasy
Luke Aug 24, 2009
I always wanted to meet you Gygax, and when I firt heard of your death, I was immensely saddened. Still am.
~Luke
jhfksdhdkdhfkshdj (Aug 24, 2009)
Thank you all
bill cousino Aug 08, 2008
Helping hand extended
Mad Uncle Ben Mar 08, 2008
It's been really touching to read of so many people who felt the same way because it hit all of us down here.
Happy trails Mr Gygax
Thankyou for that helping hand. (we'll see to it that the game goes on)
A Geek's Tribute to the Best...DM....Ever
Thomas O'Bryan Mar 07, 2008
A Long, long time ago…
I can still remember how the dice rolls made me smile
And I knew if I had made the roll
I’d surely turn that undead ghoul
And, maybe, make my party last awhile
But then March came and we shivered
With every blog my browser delivered
Sad news on my pc screen
So sad it almost made me scream
Like the nerd I am I cried
When I learned the news and sighed
We failed our fort saves with are d20 die
The day that Gygax died.
So bye-bye Dungeon Master Guy
Took your fables to my table
As we all rolled our dice
Playing Living Greyhawk while drinky Mountain Dew on the side.
Saying “Salute him with our six sider dies…
Salute him with our six sider dies.”
When you first wrote your first boxed set
Could you have even bet
That Geeks around the world would unite.
Did you first disbelieve that “phantasmal killer”
Boy that spell gave me some chillers
Like Galstaff the Sorcerer of Light.
And at Gencon the dorks all screamed
The monty haller’s cried, the role players dreamed
But not a spell was miscast
We all rolled 20’s at his mass
And the three mages I admire greatly
Tenszer, Mordenkainen, and Bigby
All teleported to Greyhawk City
The day Dungeon Master died.
So bye-bye Dungeon Master Guy
Took your fables to my table
As we all rolled our dice
Playing Living Greyhawk while drinky Mountain Dew on the side.
Saying “Salute him with our six sider dies…
Salute him with our six sider dies.
Yes my friends, I am a dork. But I will miss you Gary.
My Memory
Jim Kirtley Mar 07, 2008
May Gary Gygax rest in peace in another plane of existance
Fayt Graydon Mar 07, 2008
may he roll good stats on his next incarnation...
God bless you Gary Gygax, the true DM that you are.
*closes DM's guide for the last time*
GG and AD&D
Brian P. Mar 07, 2008
Brian P.
My Memory
MW Mar 07, 2008
I had the honor of working for this man, even before I learned to "game". Originally, I though he was "above" the staff - one of the biggest misconceptions of my life! He was simply deep in thought and always busy. I hope he now comprehends just how many people appreciate him.
Bless you
Dale Anderson Mar 07, 2008