In honor of Gary's life, my group played Tomb of Horrors today using 1st edition rules. Obviously everyone died (except the cleric*), and everyone had a blast (even the two players who've only used 3e). I haven't had such a good time behind the DM screen since I was twelve years old.
When all was said and done, the group unanimously voted to shelve our 3.5 campaign (which is currently between adventures) in favor of a new 1st edition campaign. I nearly wept with joy. I've been an ardent supporter of 4e, but it's looking like I won't be buying the books just yet.
So screw you, 4e! The Village of Hommlet awaits!
*Oh yeah, the cleric. This was amazing. The group had been whittled down to 3: The gnomish fighter/illusionist, the elven magic user/thief, and the cleric. They had decided to camp in the Chapel of Evil to regain spells. The cleric announces that he has a few cures left and the others line up to be healed. The (secretly Lawful Evil) cleric casts Cause Serious Wounds on the gnome, killing him outright. The elf figures out what's happening too late, and the cleric bashes her head in with a +3 mace. The cleric whistles his way out of the Tomb of Horrors carrying everyone's stuff.
Somewhere in the Outer Plains, I think Gary was smiling.