Hi airmen, well another busy week is wrapping up and I’m beat. Spent the most of the day in
nearby Massachusetts at a funeral. Now home, tired and wanting to just kick back and watch a little TV. But not before introducing you to my little friend, Yoda.

My son, Kevin, works as a manager for a local supermarket. Last Friday night he called asking if I was going to be home all evening. He said he had something for me and wanted to drop it off. Well, my wife and I spent the next forty minutes trying to figure out exactly what it was he had. Kevin has access to a lot of cool cardboard presentations the various merchandisers display in his store and we assumed that was what he had for his old dad.

We were on the right track, but way off on the object and its make up. Apparently at the height of the last Star Wars movie blitz, Pepsi and Lucas Film had 500 life-size Yodas made from hard resin. Then there was some kind of drawing as to what Pepsi retail customers would get the statues. Kevin’s was one of those stores.

During the months the movie was out, this figure stood atop a high rack in the store, with hundreds of Pepsi cans stacked beneath him. Kevin tells me at one point a man came into the store and offered his boss $500 for it. As they were still in the middle of the promotion, the manager turned him down and told him to come back later. Lucky for me, the dude never came back. Once the promotion was all done, the folks at the store tried to auction it off on E-Bay and supposedly got a whopping big bid.
Unfortunately the person who placed it didn’t come through and they ended up holding the Yoda.
Soooo…last Friday, Kevin’s boss told him to go into his office, where it was stored, and get rid it of it. Anyway he wanted. Trash it or give it away. It was his call. Now Kevin might have kept it for himself, being a true Star Wars buff like his dad, but alas his apartment is a wee small one. And so, God bless his heart, he thought of his father.

Of course Val raised both eyebrows when he came walking into our house carrying this heavy
little treasure. But when she saw the look of rapture on my face, she just accepted what must be. And so, if you are ever in the neighborhood, you are most welcome to come and visit. I’ll bring you down to me den and introduce you to my new little friend.

Aren’t children marvelous. Thanks Kevin, this is by far the biggest toy I have ever received.

Have a great week airmen, Ron, over and out.