I remember being 7 years old and my dad taking me to see a movie. Back then, he was working as an airplane engine machinist, working second shift. Money back then was tight, so the rare occasions that my parents took us to the movies, it was a drive-in where we were charged by the car and not by the person.
But this was different. It was just me and my dad, and it was a surprise to me. I think we went to Cinema City in Hartford. To be honest the memories blur into the cloudiness of a dream, but I remember the feeling of that day and it is one of a thousand memories since then that makes me value my relationship with my dad.
I don't know why, but this memory has always been a favorite to me. Just two guys going to the movies. (I just did the math and he was 31 at the time. I am older now then he was then.)
The movie was Star Wars and it was released on DVD today. While all Star Wars geeks are getting bashed for obsessing on a movie that is 30 years old, I would like to go on record that for me it has never been about Death Stars and Light Sabres (although they are cool!), but about connecting with my dad for perhaps the first time as his son.
For a more universal view of the movie, check out this entry on We're Taking Bets That...
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