This is a story that has everything (except pygmies) and is guaranteed to make you nod your head at the beauty of mankind and at the simple joy gaming can bring to an old man. Posted to Reddit over the weekend, the post tells the story of a little old man who came into a game store after acquiring a PS2, he'd not played a game for three years since his wife had passed away.
She'd never played a game herself, but loved watching her husband squash mutants and solve puzzles on the NES, offering a helping hand when possible. When they struggled, they would call the Nintendo helpline and, he says, they knew the couple by name. When his wife died, he gave up on gaming, thinking it couldn't possibly be the same.
When a friend gave him an unused PlayStation 2, he discovered there was a wealth of fantastic games that he'd missed and took it upon himself to get through some of the classics. Choosing to catch up on the Resident Evil series (specifically Code Veronica), he found a world full of horror-based adventure, but the puzzles confused him somewhat; choosing that some trendy young game store clerk would be able to help, he jumped on his scooter and found an appropriate store.
I've been into game stores where the guy behind the counter would either check if they could order in a Code Veronica guide and then tell him to get lost or, failing that, just tell him to get lost, but he came across somebody who was willing to help and together they found a guide and printed it off.
The comments section of this particular post (and the one that follows it) is full to the brim with people offering old consoles, games and even money to the old man who captured their attention and made millions of internet-goers adopt him as the official internet granddad (we'll still visit, Geriatric1927). You can follow the rest of the story from the game store guy's Facebook, which he's made public for the purposes of this story.
