[I've been meaning to start this thread. After watching that touching tribute video to Carrie tonight, I couldn't wait any longer. What's your story with Carrie. Post a photo if you have one. Here's mine.]
I said after her passing, Carrie is the only celebrity whose death I have ever mourned. It's as though a small part of me died with her. And I only met the woman for one minute.
Just one minute, barely long enough to take this photo. It was late in the day, and San Diego Comic-Con was wrapping up, circa 2006. I didn't even notice the princess, as a friend and I were exiting the main room. Carrie excitedly shouted, "Hey Chewie, can I get a photo with you?!", as she jumped to her feet, hustling to fetch her camera from her bag before I disappeared. Carrie handed her camera to my friend who snapped a photo, and then the same photo was taken with my camera, which I had quickly dug out of my pouch. I was exhausted, after a full day of performing at the con for Master Replicas. For some reason, I stayed in character for Carrie, never removing my mask, and communicating with her only through hugs and roars. A minute later, I left.
Carrie was virtually all alone at her booth, and the convention floor had practically emptied. I could've taken off my mask, sat down with her, and enjoyed a great conversation with this wonderful woman, who'd been such a colossal figure in my childhood. All of which I knew at the time. But between being the LFL promotional Chewie, and also doing frequent high-profile events with the 501st, I remember thinking, "I am wiped out. I'll have ample opportunities to meet her again.".
I never did.
Oh, the folly of youth. I thought I had all the time in the world to have that conversation with her. How I wish I had taken that opportunity when it was right in front of me. Today, with Carrie gone forever, I sometimes think about all the things I would say to her...if I could only have that chance back.
The Wook
I said after her passing, Carrie is the only celebrity whose death I have ever mourned. It's as though a small part of me died with her. And I only met the woman for one minute.
Just one minute, barely long enough to take this photo. It was late in the day, and San Diego Comic-Con was wrapping up, circa 2006. I didn't even notice the princess, as a friend and I were exiting the main room. Carrie excitedly shouted, "Hey Chewie, can I get a photo with you?!", as she jumped to her feet, hustling to fetch her camera from her bag before I disappeared. Carrie handed her camera to my friend who snapped a photo, and then the same photo was taken with my camera, which I had quickly dug out of my pouch. I was exhausted, after a full day of performing at the con for Master Replicas. For some reason, I stayed in character for Carrie, never removing my mask, and communicating with her only through hugs and roars. A minute later, I left.
Carrie was virtually all alone at her booth, and the convention floor had practically emptied. I could've taken off my mask, sat down with her, and enjoyed a great conversation with this wonderful woman, who'd been such a colossal figure in my childhood. All of which I knew at the time. But between being the LFL promotional Chewie, and also doing frequent high-profile events with the 501st, I remember thinking, "I am wiped out. I'll have ample opportunities to meet her again.".
I never did.
Oh, the folly of youth. I thought I had all the time in the world to have that conversation with her. How I wish I had taken that opportunity when it was right in front of me. Today, with Carrie gone forever, I sometimes think about all the things I would say to her...if I could only have that chance back.
The Wook
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Attending SWCE II in Essen back in 2013 as CREW member wearing my Jedi robe over my CREW-outfit ... the lovely Carrie Fisher, probably on her way to her photo-opportunity booth or perhaps the main stage, passed me by . . . so I quickly whispered just loud enough for her to notice ... 'I love you . . . and I love your dog!' She immediately halted in her step ... looked me straight into my eyes with that gentle yet fierce gleam in hers, as only Princess Leia can and replied : 'Why thank you!'
