I first encountered Smokey in older forum iterations. I just lurked then, so I didn't talk to him, but when I got around to reading his thread on game history and realized I was speaking to one of my heroes, I sent him a message, he sent one back, I got his email and we talked and talked and talked. I have about 70 or so emails both from and to him, about Salt Lake City and Utah in general and video games and life and girls and social anxiety and other countries, and how beautiful it all was.
Thank you so much for taking time out of your day to talk to a star struck fan, Eric. I deeply, deeply regret that the English language lacks the devices necessary to convey what it meant to me. As you put it, you "just made games", as if that wasn't monumental.
As if that wasn't a (sometimes the only) bright light in a cold world, for a kid who grew up scared and alone, desperately needing an escape from things he didn't understand. Even at this age, you still helped me be a little more comfortable with myself, sharing kind, wise words of encouragement.
I always fulfill my obligations; remember? Some day I'll walk into whatever bar you're currently sitting in and buy you a drink, and shake your hand properly and give thanks. Until then, my man.
