For the TNG finale here in Toronto they had a big celebration at the Skydome, our local large sports arena. They played the eps back to back on the big Jumbotron. My dad was always one for a party, so he took me down there. The place was packed with all sorts of super fans, dressed up and being freaks. My dad, the typical 80’s suit guy, was not in his element. But he stuck with it, walked around with me and took in the experience.

My dad wasn’t a huge trek fan, but he knew what it meant to me, so he stuck it out and even got into it. I love that memory.

I met a guy there who had fully modded his Playmates Tricorder toy to have flashing lights and sounds. It awakened something in me.