Nostalgia and the Next Generation

"Daddy, I wanna play with the robot dog!"

"It's not a dog, honey, it's an Imperial walker. An AT-AT. A fearsome armored assault transport used to overwhelm the Rebel defenses in the battle of Hoth."




"OK, fine, you can play with the robot dog."

We came down to my parents' for Thanksgiving this year, because both Kate and I are really busy with work at the moment, and didn't need the additional stress of planning and hosting a big dinner. On Friday morning, my dad went up into the attic and dug out the bags containing the vast collection of Star Wars toys my sister and I amassed in the late 70's and early 80's:

The larger toys from our Star Wars collection. The larger toys from our Star Wars collection.

I was right in the prime demographic for this-- I was six when the first movie came out-- and my sister is four years younger than me, so we had a good long run with Lucasfilm and Kenner. We didn't quite have a complete set of all the original action figures, but were pretty close. Some of these have gone missing, and the original Lando Calrissian's head snapped off at some point, but my dad found most of them up in the attic, and then SteelyKid spent a happy hour or so carefully washing two decades worth of dust off them (as seen in the "featured image"), and asking me to name them all (a lot of the character names are totally gone from my memory, though I know when they appeared in which movie). And I still vividly remember how all the ships go together (though a lot of pieces are broken or missing, and some of the springs and catches have worn out). She particularly enjoyed the speeder-bike that blows apart when you press a button on the back.

She's never actually seen any of the movies, thus the dialogue snippet above, but she's sort of vaguely aware of Star Wars as a cultural force, thanks to various classmates. The original movie is probably a little too scary for her still, but maybe one of these days...

(Assuming it's possible to get a version where Han shoots first, that is. I have principles...)

Anyway, I spent a good deal of Friday back in 1981. Hope the end of your week was half as good.

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