MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!

Written by on May 5, 2013 in Ask Randy, News, Uncategorized - 1 Comment

Randy here with a thought for this, May the Fourth.

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.

My own.

“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.
Always.

RANDY

About the Author

Randy has been writing about reporting on toys for AFTimes since 1995 and shows no sign of stopping! He's been in all aspects of toys and collecting from retail clerk to toy company adviser, as well as been a toy expert for CNN. He's met Comic Artists to Adult film stars to Navy SEALS, during his time, as well as covered events from SDCC to American International Toy Fair. He also loves movies, so don't be surprised if that comes up too-as well as some movie reviews!

One Comment on "MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!"

  1. Umpire May 5, 2013 at 12:44 pm ·

    You must go to the Dagobah system, there you will meet Yoda….

    Those memories are sweet. I was at Fox studios, sitting in the soft burgundy velvet seats that the Hollywood big-wigs sat in, with the new Dolby technology and tons of speakers… When that Star Destroyer’s engines could be heard we all turned our heads to the right wondering what kind of freight train was bearing down on us…That first sequence told us more than anything else, we were home.

    I WAS Han Solo driving my ’73 Plymouth Duster back home, hitting the 405 freeway at hyper-light speeds…

    Nothing since has equaled that experience. the feeling of being transported away to a completely imaginary place that I would love to live inside.

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