I was looking at a somewhat fuzzy picture recently that was dated December, 1986. It was a picture of our daughter, Danielle, opening up some of her Christmas presents for that year. She was two months shy of her fourth birthday. Among the My Little Ponies, stuffed animals, and homemade embroidered pillowcases, there was an innocent game—Memory. It was the basic edition with 72 matching pictures of butterflies, kites, balls, bunnies, etc.