Tuesday, May 25, 2010

A Long Time Ago...

Thirty-three years ago today, my world changed forever.

I was only six, so it's not like I had a huge amount of life experience to be changed, but on this day, my world became infinitely larger.

You see, thirty-three years ago today is when this happened:

May 25, 1977, "Star Wars" was unleashed on the world.

My Uncle Doug took me to see it (thanks, Unca Guggie!), and it opened my eyes to a galaxy full of imagination in a way that nothing before could.

I had not yet discovered "The Hobbit", much less LOTR. I had not yet discovered "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe". The original "Clash of the Titans" was still four years away, so my love of mythology and sword-and-sorcery tales was still sleeping undiscovered inside me.

"Star Wars" was literally the biggest thing I had ever seen.

From that moment on, it was "Star Wars" all the time. There were books, bubble-gum cards, comics, sheets, t-shirts, and those wonderful, wonderful toys.

To this day, my mother still complains about having to make black icing for the Darth Vader birthday cake I had the following year.

This was not the "Special Edition", which is the only version some people have ever seen. It was not titled "Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope".

It was "Star Wars".

This was before VCR's (yes, kids, there was a time that we couldn't just watch any movie we wanted to any time we wanted to), and cable tv was still in its infancy, so seeing this in theaters was a BIG deal.

The older kid that lived down the street owned a movie projector, and he bought the two-reel home movie version of "Star Wars". A bunch of us neighborhood kids would go down to his house on warm summer nights and watch the abridged version on a screen in his backyard, the soundtrack playing on a cassette player.

It lit a fire in my imagination that is still going strong. It made me want to tell stories. In fact, the first "story" I ever wrote was "Wookie World", in second grade.

It wasn't very good, but that's not the point.

The point is this: although many other wonderful stories and movies have inspired my interests and fueled my imagination, "Star Wars" will always be the first and the grandest.

My life-long love of science fiction and storytelling can be traced directly back to this day, thirty-three years ago.

Even now, when I see those blue words "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away", followed by the giant yellow "Star Wars" flying into the screen, accompanied by John Williams' thrilling fanfare, I feel a surge of excitement.

Thirty-three years evaporate away, and I'm six again.

If you can't tell, I love this stuff.

Nothing else has come close.

Thanks for reading my ranting,


  1. Ahh, Star Wars. A grand epic set in space. And my son is already hooked on it. May the Force be with all of us.

  2. Dude, so now I want to read Wookie World. You know you're gonna have to post it eventually. Can't be worse than the Christmas Special.

  3. Rob, I believe it was inspired by the Christmas Special.
    Unfortunately, it has long been destroyed.
    I started writing at an early age; archiving?
    Not so much.

  4. So, what used to be going on in your room was the early version of your archiving system?

  5. Why, yes.
    Yes it was.

    It was also alive and hungry, hence the disappearance of "Wookie World".