I cannot remember the first time I saw Star Wars.
I know it was July of 1977.
I know it was in Plymouth, MA.
I know it was raining that day.
I know that I was seated in the theater,
I know the music kicked in
I know the Rebel Blockade Runner appeared, under fire.
I know the Imperial Star Destroyer loomed onto the screen.
Then I remember a giant finger.
I assume it to be George Lucas’ finger.
I am pretty sure it came out of the screen, glowing.
The finger somehow entered my brain.
There, it flicked a giant switch that I didn’t know was there.
That switch lit up my ten year-old brain.
And then I heard a voice in my head.
“Hey, Andrew. Remember, all those strange thoughts and images bouncing around in your brain?
They aren’t just a sign of being weird and odd person. (Well, maybe…)
You know why?
Because what you’ve been thinking and dreaming is very similar to what’s up on that big screen.
The one that EVERYONE ELSE IN THE THEATER IS GOING COMPLETELY NUTS OVER!
So you and your ideas may be strange, weird and odd.
But guess what?
You are not alone.”
And I haven’t been since.
So to all of you out there, whether I’ve met you in person, on the net or simply share the same love…
May the Force be with you.