by Maria Ingmire
She Recognized My Foul Stench….
When I was twelve years old I saw Star Wars for the first time, even though the film had been in theaters for probably a couple of years at that point. My dad was enlisted military, and we never had much money for entertainment. Consequently, I didn’t get to see this exciting “new” movie until well after all my classmates at school had seen it, and only then in the crowded second-run bargain theater on base.
In 2011, Carrie Fisher finally appeared as a guest at Dragon Con in Atlanta. Photo ops with the celebrity guests are not exactly cheap, but this was the A-list for geeks. As soon as the information appeared on the website, I made a note because I would NOT be missing my chance to have my photo taken with Carrie.
When it was our turn to meet Carrie at her autograph table, I was not disappointed. Carrie engaged with my daughter and admired her fairy wings. She also looked directly at me and said my daughter was pretty, just “like her mother.” I will carry that compliment to my grave.