Here's one that I tell when people ask me what Gary was like in person, not online: I was part of Gary's last Thursday night game group. One evening I showed up ready to play, but nobody else wound up making it that night. Rather than send me packing until next week, he invited me in, and asked if I'd like to play some board games. Now, I hadn't played many board games, with my home group being a D&D/Car Wars/Star Frontiers kind of group, and I told Gary that whatever game he wanted to play, he'd most likely have to teach me. He said no problem, and he taught me how to play Settlers of Catan, and we wound up splitting two games. He also taught me Senet, and ordered us some pizza from the Next Door Pub. I offered to pay my share but Gary wouldn't let me. It was a great way to spend an evening. This scenario would happen from time to time, either because I didn't get the memo that the others weren't coming, or because I'd be the only one to show, and Gary always invited me in, and usually wound up teaching me more (new to me) games. In addition to Settlers and Senet, Gary wound up teaching me cribbage, Adventurer, canasta, and shogi, and probably one or two that I've forgotten. When we had too few players to play an RPG, I also learned how to play Rail Baron, Ticket to Ride, San Juan, Puerto Rico, Dungeon, and several other games that I've forgotten the titles to. In fact, just about every thinking man's board game I've ever played, I learned how out at Gary's house. He was always patient while teaching me something new, although he did deride me gently from time to time if I took too long to make my move. Another good Gygax memory falls in that same category, and Luke will remember this one - I showed up to play, again, and nobody else did, again. Luke and his family were home for a visit, so I was going to excuse myself so as not to interfere with their family time, but instead wound up playing San Juan and Settlers at a table full of Gygaxes - Gary, Alex, Luke and his wife (whose name I don't dare try to spell ). I appreciated that sort of hospitality more than I can describe during those last few years of Gary's life. Thursday nights just aren't the same.