Just read an interesting post over at Episcopal Princess about tomorrow's 30th birthday of Star Wars. She may have been in diapers when it came out but I was 15 turning 16. My Auntie Ruth of blessed memory took me to see it while I was in Victoria that summer. I remember enjoying it immensely. It was a summer of the arts. My aunt was also stage manager of a production of Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and well and Living in Paris and took me to see it. I fell in love with the music. A few weeks ago I listened to all of it again for the first time in years and sang along with much of it.