With Star Trek memories I am not referring to recollections of actors, writers or production staff, but one’s own personal memories before and after getting into Star Trek.
Back in the late ‘60s we were living in Etobicoke, Ontario and I had not yet begun to watch Star Trek. However, on some evening I do recall my mother flipping channels on our old b&w TV when she paused for a few seconds where I saw this very unusual looking spaceship flying over a planet. Then she changed the channel and that was it.
My next memory of Star Trek dates to sometime in 1970. The year before we had moved from Etobicoke to a larger house in Mississauga, Ontario and sometime during that year I saw that strange spaceship again and began watching the show. In seemingly no time flat I was hooked. I cannot recall precisely which episode I saw in entirety first, but “Balance Of Terror” and “Charlie X” seem to resonate the most strongly on that point.
That same year I was 11 and I started making cutout cardboard models of the Enterprise, stealing the 8x10 white cardboard inserts from my Dad’s newly cleaned work shirts to make my replicas. He didn’t really mind, but just wished I would ask him first. Nonetheless that year I asked my parents for an Enterprise toy for Christmas—at this point it was the only thing I wanted.
Imagine my surprise and elation when Christmas arrived and I received not only the Enterprise AMT model kit, but the Klingon battle cruiser as well! I was on freakin’ cloud nine!
One of my early memories of that model (besides the drooping nacelles) was taking the ship outside one evening while it was snowing. I held the model up to the sky, sighting along its length imagining it flying through space and the snowflakes were stars the Enterprise was whipping past at warp speed!
Man, good times!
The next stage, besides watching the show religiously whenever possible, was collecting books. There were occasional issues of the old Gold Key comics and (even better) the James Blish adaptations of the episodes. I was on a quest and in a few years we would start to get the first original novels from Bantam Books along with the nonfiction books The Making of Star Trek by Stephen Whitfield and The World of Star Trek by David Gerrokd.
It was a heady time even though I had not yet really realized how many others were into the show. I was dimly aware of what a convention was, but that experience was still some years in the future for me at Toronto Trek ‘76 at the Royal York hotel in downtown Toronto. For now the big new things were the debut of TAS and the new Star Trek Booklet of General Plans and the Star Trek Star Fleet Technical manual by Franz Joseph. Not long after was the Star Trek Concordance as a guide to all the televised Star Trek.
And I drew. I drew the Enterprise endlessly while struggling to get all the details right. I made a “flying” 3D model of the Galileo shuttlecraft out of cardboard (those shirt inserts again). The shuttlecraft flew by attaching two bent safety pins to the roof of the ship then running it on a long string fastened up high on our television antenna and to the backyard fence. Watching the cardboard model slide down the taut string (from the vantage point up on the antenna near the roof) was like watching the ship fly away on television.
My father thought I was crazy--seeing me run up and down the TV antenna tower--but, man, that was so much fun!
Back in the late ‘60s we were living in Etobicoke, Ontario and I had not yet begun to watch Star Trek. However, on some evening I do recall my mother flipping channels on our old b&w TV when she paused for a few seconds where I saw this very unusual looking spaceship flying over a planet. Then she changed the channel and that was it.
My next memory of Star Trek dates to sometime in 1970. The year before we had moved from Etobicoke to a larger house in Mississauga, Ontario and sometime during that year I saw that strange spaceship again and began watching the show. In seemingly no time flat I was hooked. I cannot recall precisely which episode I saw in entirety first, but “Balance Of Terror” and “Charlie X” seem to resonate the most strongly on that point.
That same year I was 11 and I started making cutout cardboard models of the Enterprise, stealing the 8x10 white cardboard inserts from my Dad’s newly cleaned work shirts to make my replicas. He didn’t really mind, but just wished I would ask him first. Nonetheless that year I asked my parents for an Enterprise toy for Christmas—at this point it was the only thing I wanted.
Imagine my surprise and elation when Christmas arrived and I received not only the Enterprise AMT model kit, but the Klingon battle cruiser as well! I was on freakin’ cloud nine!
One of my early memories of that model (besides the drooping nacelles) was taking the ship outside one evening while it was snowing. I held the model up to the sky, sighting along its length imagining it flying through space and the snowflakes were stars the Enterprise was whipping past at warp speed!
Man, good times!
The next stage, besides watching the show religiously whenever possible, was collecting books. There were occasional issues of the old Gold Key comics and (even better) the James Blish adaptations of the episodes. I was on a quest and in a few years we would start to get the first original novels from Bantam Books along with the nonfiction books The Making of Star Trek by Stephen Whitfield and The World of Star Trek by David Gerrokd.
It was a heady time even though I had not yet really realized how many others were into the show. I was dimly aware of what a convention was, but that experience was still some years in the future for me at Toronto Trek ‘76 at the Royal York hotel in downtown Toronto. For now the big new things were the debut of TAS and the new Star Trek Booklet of General Plans and the Star Trek Star Fleet Technical manual by Franz Joseph. Not long after was the Star Trek Concordance as a guide to all the televised Star Trek.
And I drew. I drew the Enterprise endlessly while struggling to get all the details right. I made a “flying” 3D model of the Galileo shuttlecraft out of cardboard (those shirt inserts again). The shuttlecraft flew by attaching two bent safety pins to the roof of the ship then running it on a long string fastened up high on our television antenna and to the backyard fence. Watching the cardboard model slide down the taut string (from the vantage point up on the antenna near the roof) was like watching the ship fly away on television.
My father thought I was crazy--seeing me run up and down the TV antenna tower--but, man, that was so much fun!
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