Nine years ago tonight I was in a movie theater in San Diego, California. I was about to do something I'd never done before in my entire life: watch a Star Wars movie in the theater without anyone to share the experience with.
It was still Tammy the Pup and me, a boy and his dog across America, a very long way from where we had started six months before. I was stuck between wanting to see a new Star Wars film so very much, but also having to face that there would be no friend or family to enjoy it with. That's how I went in to see Rogue One.
But maybe God provided. I wound up sitting with some high school kids who were very excited about the movie, and we talked a little bit. We'd become rather acquainted by the time the lights went down and the movie started. I think we all enjoyed the movie in each other's company. Something that was well reflected toward the end of Rogue One, when the movie comes to the scene of those Rebel soldiers trapped in the corridor. We were ALL screaming, every one of us in that theater, as we watched Darth Vader mercilessly eviscerate every man in his path. It was Darth Vader in a way we had always wanted to see but somehow never had the chance to before. We truly shared a moment of collective horror... but in the right company, that can be a very fun thing.
The movie soon ended and as the credits began rolling my new friends and I talked about it and we agreed, that Rogue One was one of the best Star Wars movies yet made.
Doesn't seem like that was nine whole years ago. I wonder what those kids are doing now. They'd be in their mid to late twenties now. I hope they are well, wherever they are. They certainly were good company for one fine evening at the movies.
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