When I was four, I sat in a movie theater and like millions of others in 1977, my life was changed forever. Everything about the movie (and its merchandise juggernaut) enveloped me and engaged my imagination like nothing before.
As I grew older and revisited this story again and again (VHS, laserdisc, etc.), the special effects aged, the tale became a bit more charming than awe-inspiring and the magic dimmed ever so slightly. But what remains constant through every viewing of Star Wars is an ideal that is hard to come by these days:
This is what it takes to be a hero.
