Today marks 50 years since Star Trek first appeared on tv. Needless to say, it’s a day that will be heavily celebrated here. (After all, I do have the Star Trek cookbook.)
We were assimilated long ago. He grew up watching the Original Series every day on a local channel. As a kid, I watched the Next Generation with Mom, and she always said that the little point on one of my ears meant that I was part Vulcan. My husband loved it more than me until we got married. Then Star Trek became a staple of evening tv and I found a new appreciation for it. I’ve watched it all, even part of the Animated Series. Only part of that, though. The purring replacement for Uhura was just too much for me.
My favorite Star Trek memory, though, is the time that a traveling exhibit came to the area, years ago. A group of friends, some family, my husband, and I were anxious to check it out. When we got there, it didn’t disappoint.
As expected, there were original costumes to check out.
And plenty of prosthetics on mannequins.
But the best was standing on the sets.
If wasn’t behind glass, you were allowed to touch it. That included the Original Series bridge. You could sit in the chair and touch the panels, and people were patient enough to wait for you to snap all of the pictures you wanted before taking over the bridge themselves.
So happy 50th birthday, Star Trek! May you continue to live long and prosper.
Are you a Star Trek fan? Which series is your favorite?