“Do you want this old thing?” My uncle asked, pulling the old Game Boy from an end table drawer. “Your cousin didn’t want it anymore so I’ve kept it. Your aunt and I played Tetris on it for years, but now the screen’s all messed up and the buttons hardly work.”
Memories flooded back to me of begging my cousin for a turn at Metroid 2 in the back seat of my aunt’s Chevrolet Corsica on the way home from the zoo. Passing it around playing Kirby and Super Mario while at a birthday sleepover with a dozen other 3rd graders. Pleading with my Dad for one for my own birthday.
As I flipped the switch, Tetris music filled my ears. It was dirty, and the screen had vertical lines, but I couldn’t say no. It was FINALLY mine!
I got to work right away. I was able to resolve the vertical lines by reflowing the solder on the screen, and then I cleaned up the motherboard with alcohol while I soaked the shell in an Oxyclean solution. Now she’s running in tip-top shape! A friend called me a glutton for punishment for not replacing the screen, but I want it just like it is. Every scratch tells a story!
Super excited! Had to share with y’all!
Haha I know what you mean. Replacing with a backlit screen or at least replacing the lens did cross my mind at first, too. As I thought about how many years of memories I had with it, and how treasured it was by my kin at one time, I just didn’t have the heart. There’s an old saying about car restoration that I think applies to this situation.
“It’s only Original once.”
