By now, you’ve heard about the passing of Peter Mayhew.
There isn’t a lot that I can say: Star Wars was huge when I was a child and Chewie was popular. No, not as popular as Vader but he was well loved. I had often thought that if I could get into that universe and I couldn’t hang out with the Droids, I’d have spent time with Chewbacca. I thought we’d hit it off fairly well and would have been easy company. Unfortunately, I was thoroughly stuck in this universe, devoid of Droids, Wookies and Jedi, so I never had that chance.
Now, a little bit of my childhood has died. And the world seems all the darker for it.
Thanks for the memories, Mr. Mayhew. You’ll be greatly missed.