Little-by-little, over the last 10 years, my kids and I have built a small town in Minecraft.
It started unintentionally. My son, Tommy, came home from kindergarten one day excitedly talking about this new game he had heard about. Within a few days I was up to my elbows in redstone tutorials and modpacks.
We created a new world for our experiments, and called it simply, “Town”. We added some houses. He built a grocery store. I added a church.
A couple of years later his sister, Maggie, joined the fun and built a pet shop.
And from there, Town just kept growing. Over the years we’ve added a community pool, library, elementary school with working elevator, police and fire departments, hospital with helicopter and landing pad, clothing store, apartment building, gas station, arcade, renaissance faire, ice cream stand, working subway system, and more. Even a hydroelectric power plant!
The kids are getting older, and our construction crew doesn’t work as often these days. But we keep a running list of ideas to build and—usually when the weather gets cold—still come back together to take on a new project.
We just broke ground on an airport.
One more building, one more season, one more reason to sit next to each other and make something together.
