What story changed your life? Maybe that’s too dramatic? Well, what story shaped or moved your opinions one way another?
My parents didn’t tell me often how or what to think. “It’s up to you,” they said. How did my mother vote? I don’t know. She wouldn’t tell me. “You have to decide for yourself,” she said.
My dad was Catholic. But he said, “You can’t make someone be what they don’t want to be. Be Catholic. Be Baptist. Be Buddhist. It’s your life. I just want you to be happy.”
In most situations my dad felt if someone wasn’t harming anyone, her or his life was her or his own.
Even though my parents divorced when I was four, one thing we all still loved was Star Trek. I’d watch it from behind the sofa. My dad would ask if he should turn it off. No!
Star Trek meant independence, adventure, thinking for yourself, and accepting differences. Captain Kirk and crew would encounter people or aliens who were oddly happy, blissful, but not thinking. “Think for yourself.” “Decide for yourself.”
I didn’t see flaws in the stories or in the sets. I believed that we would go to space and we would be good.
Some days I’m still like that.