DAVE: Where Were You with R2D2
In 1977, a youthful me was piloting a canoe down the scenic Delaware river. I was on a two week summer camp trip. We’d paddle all day, look for a riverside campsite, cook out and camp out and do it again the next day. We were roughing it. About 20 adolescent boys working out our Lord of the Flies stuff under the supervision of two camp counselors.
I don’t recall a lot about the trip, but I do remember one particular day clearly. It was several days into our journey, and we were approaching the small town of Port Jervis, NY when our counselors motioned for us to head to the shore. We figured we were stopping for supplies or an early lunch. After stowing our gear, we all marched up Main Street. We stopped at the town theater. The marquee prominently displayed Star Wars.
The small town theater was just that—squeaky seats, stale popcorn and a flickering projector—not exactly an IMAX experience, but that dark cool theater transported us to a galaxy far, far away. Sitting there transfixed, I knew I was experiencing something special, a classic story of good versus evil, featuring creatures l