In May of 1983, I sat on the Vancouver SkyTrain with my uncle and father and literally vibrated with excitement. I had just seen an army of Ewoks assist a ragtag Rebel Alliance take down a galactic fascist empire. I was 9 years old and this was squarely in my wheelhouse (and unknowingly helped inform my spirituality, politics, and love of science fiction and fantasy for the rest of my life).
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