In 1977 I turned 11. That August I got to spend a week with my dad and we celebrated my birthday.
The big cool thing that year was STAR WARS. So we went to see the movie and I was absolutely captivated. Since I loved it so much my dad bought me the two record sound track, which by the way, I still own.
He also took me to KMart to pick out a parakeet (yes, children, Kmart used to have a pet section, and a grill, and an actual blue light that moved from lane to lane highlighting in-store specials - oh life back in the day....) I had to pick the most exotic bird possible, the only all yellow one. It was a great pick. Perky was my bud for many years to come. He lived until I graduated high school and I still get a little weepy thinking about losing one of my favorite pets. He sang and danced and even talked. I lived with that bird on my shoulder.

