I'm such a dope. I should have taken hankies.

I have to say that old George redeemed himself at last. And it's because he touched the beginnings. He remembered his story. Fancy images do not a good movie make.

I realized as I walked out of the theater, that this particular saga has spanned almost 30 years of my life. And my whole generation has had this "myth" as a backdrop to other things in our lives. My oldest son was 7 years old when we saw the first Star Wars movie. I think that year we went to see it 3 or 4 times, and for those days, that was an almost unheard of thing to do.

We certainly took our time about getting out to see it, and frankly, it's because I was afraid I was going to be disappointed. I was wrong.

If you haven't been out to see it yet. Fear not. Go forth.

But mind you, . . . bring hankies. . .

And oh yeah. Thanks George. Thanks a lot.