When I was young I grew up watching Star Trek. One of my earliest memories was sitting next to my father on the floor watching the awesomeness that is Star Trek: The Next Generation (TNG). I had only a basic understanding of what I was seeing, being that I was only 5 or 6, but it was enough to captivate me. Each week I’d watch, learn, and be inspired. The characters became like fIgures from ancient myths. You had the impossibly old and wise teacher, the artificial being striving to become human, lovers torn apart and reunited, the warrior outcast who finds a family, hell, even a blind man that can see! And of course, a powerful but companionate leader. I followed them all for years, never missing an episode. Then came a fateful day when their adventures came to an end. “All Good Things…”, the last episode of TNG to air. It was a very emotional experience for me, bringing me to tears. I then realized what had happened.