Photo and autograph courtesy of the G Archives.
Happy birthday to Star Wars creator George Lucas. I won’t lie, my brother and I were HUGE Star Wars fans growing up. We had all the trading cards, story books, bed sheets, drinking glasses and action figures. For some reason I used to chew the noses off of the human figures. I have no idea why and I’ve never been crazy enough to go to therapy to figure it out. Any Freudian arm chair psychologists want to give me a diagnosis? I met George Lucas several times before the “new” trilogy came out, so my experience of meeting him was akin to a religious experience. I am sure seeing him now, I’d probably want to smack him upside the head and ask him why he ruined such a beautiful thing. I’m only half-kidding. Years after being a Star Wars fan, I discovered the works of Joseph Campbell (who was also a teacher to George Lucas) and as I read the words of “The Power of Myth,” it dawned on me why I enjoyed the films so much. That was a great day in my spiritual journey. Thanks again to George Lucas for giving my childhood countless hours of enjoyment.