Today, I saw a post about someone finding a wonderful new gaming table. He talked about how it would be perfect and that it was just a bit bigger than what he had been using, but my first impression was that it was really little. Maybe I’m just spoiled with the monster 4′ x 8′ table that I’ve grown accustomed to. But then his small table reminded me of a particular game, many years ago, that we played on an even smaller table.

In the late 70’s, I was living at my mom’s house. I must have been 15 or 16 at the time. I couldn’t smoke inside (just one of the many nasty habits I had back then) so we were playing d&d in the garage. My brother made this tiny little table in shop class. It must have been about 2′ x 3′ and at most 18″ tall. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for the few of us to play a game.

We were all sitting in folding chairs, hunched over this ridiculously low table. I remember that we were fighting giant spiders. In the position we were in, all hunched over like that, our heads were all just a foot or so apart. To this day, it is still all so clear. A tiny little spider lowered himself down his web, smack dab between all those heads. As he lowered himself past us towards the table, we were all suddenly face-to-face with a real live “giant” spider. Oddly enough, the dimensions were just about perfect compared to the miniatures we were using.

Every one of us “brave adventurers” jumped up, threw back our chairs, and screamed like little girls.

I miss that little table.