I’m on the eve of watching the new Superman movie. The three year old kid in me is absolutely vibrating.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a Superman fan. When I was a kid, I have been obsessed with the character. I wanted to be able to fly. I wanted to be super strong. I wanted to be the hero and save the day. I was running around in Superman PJs with the little Velcro cape and jumping off chairs. Apparently, I jumped off furniture so much that I developed a limp. Christopher Reeve was my first Superman, and George Reeves came along shortly after thanks to Nick at Nite reruns. I loved the Max Fleischer cartoons too and I still remember it being on the TV with all the flashing lights while I sat in a dark room watching it on tape.
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