My Commodore 64 Journey
I have been wanting to explore some of the many diskettes I currently own. For example I have hundreds of floppy disks that I have never had much time to review. There are literally tons of Basic and assembly language programs packed inside those plastic sleeves. I’m hoping to find time to eventually hook up my Commodore 64 personal computer and see what treasures I can find. I have so many great memories about this machine! That brings a story to mind for me that I wanted to share with you. You see, the journey to own my machine did not happen overnight.
My history with the C64
I started with a Commodore 64 computer at somewhere around 1987. The story is that I had an Atari 2600 game system, but longed for a computer ever since I witnessed my neighbor playing games on the one he just purchased around that time. Those were great years indeed. I vividly recall his mother answering the door and calling out to Jason that I had arrived. He greeted me warmly at the door and led me to a chair next to a desk in the far back where he sat down in the one next to the computer. He started talking about this system with the most amazing graphics you can imagine. I was still color burned on the Atari 2600 during that time, so it was easy for me not to have known that then. Soon he loaded up a game called Ghostbusters and the computer spoke the word “Ghostbusters” followed by a strange laugh. Then the music began. I remember that is when I saw the power of this machine. I thought it was quite iconic that a movie was adapted into a game in that generation.
After we explored a few other games, such as Rambo and Gi-Joe, he started talking to me about Basic since I mentioned I was curious about it. Now he was not a programmer. I recall him typing in some strange commands that the computer did not understand. He laughed when he saw the SYNTAX ERROR appeared. After awhile though, he got annoyed, turned off the computer for a moment, and started loading up the games again. He did explain that he had to use LOAD “*”, 8, 1 to get them to run within Basic. Jason also mentioned that I could probably get a Commodore 64 for about $98, and that he would let me borrow some games when I got mine.
A good memory is like a treasure that is concealed in your mind. Once you locate that treasure, you have no desire to part with it and can often daydream about that moment in your life. For example, if someone mentions the word Commodore 64, it instantly triggers a flood of great memories like the one I just shared.

Fast forward many years later, I smile when I still think about those moments. I’m probably grinning even more since I had amassed quite a collection of Commodore 64 components to this day. I own several disk drives now and actual several C64 systems (not all pictured here). I own hundreds of disks, an 1564 SDrive SD card reader, set of joysticks, and a stack of C64 books. I am truly blessed from the 8-bit world now. These moments are so vital to the happiness you can experience in your life. For me, time stands still when I hook up my C64 system (like I did tonight) and hear the winds of time take me back to those days as my mental clock starts turning. I tried to recreate the experience as best as I remember with the furniture I had on hand in my tiny studio apartment. This moment will be a treasure when I am old and grey. Heh, heh, I’m already grey.
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