I had this realization about 12 years ago when visiting an elderly relative in a retirement home. There was a recreated whole 1950s diner inside the facility; the booths, black & white tile, heavy use of chrome accents and even the doo-wop music playing on repeat. It struck me that for many of the residents that recreated diner likely represented some of the best times in their life where they were care free and youthful in their primes.
It immediately hit me that I’d be in a facility like that some day (if I’m lucky enough to live that long) and that there would be an equivalent of the diner for GenX me. I realized it would be a 1980s arcade possibly with a shopping mall food court with pastel colors and a sprinkle of orange neon. However, I wouldn’t be able to spend my entire time in that arcade, but I’d be playing the PC and console games of my youth too along with all the other residents that had that exact same desire for those that I would.
I had this realization about 12 years ago when visiting an elderly relative in a retirement home. There was a recreated whole 1950s diner inside the facility; the booths, black & white tile, heavy use of chrome accents and even the doo-wop music playing on repeat. It struck me that for many of the residents that recreated diner likely represented some of the best times in their life where they were care free and youthful in their primes.
It immediately hit me that I’d be in a facility like that some day (if I’m lucky enough to live that long) and that there would be an equivalent of the diner for GenX me. I realized it would be a 1980s arcade possibly with a shopping mall food court with pastel colors and a sprinkle of orange neon. However, I wouldn’t be able to spend my entire time in that arcade, but I’d be playing the PC and console games of my youth too along with all the other residents that had that exact same desire for those that I would.