The year was 2012—the twelfth anniversary of the day of my birth. I opened a wrapped box that had a famaliar slide of weight to it. It was a board game, a new one too. The cover alone was enough to make my jaw hang. I read the title:
“Axis and Allies: 1941.”
Amidst conversations and objections and whatever trifles were going on around me, I turned the box around and saw something I had loved since I was a toddler.
Toy soldiers.
Lots of them. And tanks. And planes. And ships. World War II. Politics. Strategy. Dice. Production. Competition.
I was lost, and there was no bringing me back.
Several days later, I opened up the box and screwed around with the plastic miniatures and read the rulebook (once). A really poor game ensued between me and my sister. We had fun (I much more than she), but we did everything wrong. Well, almost everything (all the nations were going at the same time for starters :-o). I gradually learned my mistakes and continued to play the game through the school year day after day. Even if there was nobody to play with, the game came out.
Then months later, I took a closer look at the propaganda on the side of the box.
“1942” “Europe 1940” “Pacific 1940” “Axis and Allies Miniatures”
And human nature kicked in. I went online and found images of the 1940 games, and I was convinced I would need nothing more in life if only I could get my hands on that. I was amazed that the game I loved was available with a bigger map, more piece choices, and more countries. The French blue mesmerized me like no woman ever would. It was this infatuation that made me play France later whenever I could. Hence, my association with de Gaulle among my comrades and those here. But about $150 worth of board gaming was unheard of in my household. So I kept my mouth shut and waited.
Besides, Global 1940 would have extended beyond the dining room table, so I resigned myself to eventually just get Europe.
Two years after my introduction to the series with 1941, my family got the hint and bought me the newest game: 1914. It was brand new at the time and must have cost a fortune. My first impression of World War I was that the game looked slow and complicated. As I actually played it though, I realized it was an amazing twist on the World War II game and had phenomenal teamwork and simple gameplay. It was during this time I started gathering together family and youths to enjoy this masterpiece. My dad, little brother, and two casual friends were the original members and continue to be the most faithful and ingenious of all those I play A&A with.
But…I was only satisfied for a little while. The image of those French soldiers on the back of the Europe game all over Africa burned deep in my memory. I wanted it. I wanted it!
So eventually, it happened.
I got myself Pacific this summer, and since 2015 (when I got Europe) I have been playing Global with friends, family, and even strangers. I have become addicted.
Axis and Allies is now a necessary part of life. Every weekend, me or one of the club is hosting a game. There is a board set up in my bedroom perpetually. How did I live before this…?
We have approximately 23 1/2 members. That is not counting the family parrot who shouts “Come on! Roll a good one!” Unlike most of you here, I am not an old guy who has retirement time on his hands, the young parent who does not have the time for an eight hour game, or the twenty year old who thinks board games are for “beer and pretzels.” I am a teenager, a high school boy, the new generation of A&A gamers. I represent the future of the game, and quite honestly, there would have been no future without 1941.
Half the players are just decent guys from school and the neighborhood. They love Axis and Allies like me for the same reasons you do: competition, excitement, and simple plastic fun. The others are mostly young adults, but we do have my old man with us, my little brother, and even some girls and a women. I tried to get my girlfriend to play, but…well, that didn’t go ever well. She’s a child sweetheart, and we used to play Monopoly and Sorry and stuff as kids, so I thought maybe…but no. She does not like A&A. I guess nobody is perfect. ;)
But nevertheless, Axis and Allies is immortal. It truly builds friendship and practical skills. There is little I enjoy more than getting down with my Allies and planning our coordinated strategy to defeat the enemy. And the theme itself�World War II? I’M A WW2 fanatic! Seriously! I STILL play Bf1942! AND plastic soldiers? Do you mean to tell me I can play with toy soldiers when I’m seventy and no one will mind?! YES!!!
Last Saturday we tried Oztea’s 1942 (most of the guys don’t like this one so it was a rare opportunity). I was Italy, little Italy, and an adviser to Japan (he’s kinda new). My brother played Germany and a leftover cousin from Thanksgiving was the UK. Dad couldn’t make it (poor old man). Two pals of mine and a girl were the Soviets, China/France/ANZAC, and US respectively (with so many people trying to play, we commonly use Italy and C/F/AZ as sixth and seventh players).
I set up the game ahead of time and having finished, took a moment to look at the board. I turned off the lights and let only the pure November sunlight pierce through the windows and cast shadows with every precise piece. Dad saw me gazing at my favorite toys.
“Still havin’ a game tonight?”
“Yeah, Dad.”
“Have fun.”
“I know I will.”
Likewise, I know I will be playing this game until old age�when my hands are too hold to move about without wrecking the board. I played through high school, and I’ll play through college. I’ll play whenever I am not at work. And even if I got bogged down by, perhaps a family, I will still keep the game and introduce it to the next generation. Me and my buddies might get old, but this game will not. It will always live on. Just like superheroes, it will never die.
Not everybody likes to be glued to a screen.