The death of our princess

Friday marks the second anniversary of the death of someone who felt like a member of our family.

Our career forced us to move a lot when our children were little. It was important for them to have certain people they could rely on when they were facing the uncertainty of another move.

One group of people they grew to rely on was the troupe of performers in the “Star Wars” movies. The people who portrayed Luke Skywalker, Han Solo and Princess Leia were a daily presence in our household whether it was in Connecticut, California, West Virginia or New York.

Action figures of all of them were a constant comfort for our children. The debut of a new “Star Wars” movie was a family event.

Two years ago Friday, Carrie Fisher died. Her character, Princess Leia, was a perfect role model for girls. She was strong — a fighter for truth and justice. She fought evil as personified by the Emperor at every turn.

Ms. Fisher herself had a tough life. The daughter of actress Debbie Reynolds and singer Eddie Fisher, she was brought up in a fishbowl. She battled drugs, alcohol and depression — and emerged victorious. She was a talented actress, scriptwriter and best-selling author.

And, through it all, she never took herself too seriously. Almost every accolade given upon her death by fellow performers talked about her wicked wit — most of it self-deprecating.

Her books reflected that great sense of humor.

We are most grateful for what she and her fellow “Star Wars” actors did for our kids, though. Their characters were our children’s friends as well as role models. And they were very good role models.

We miss Carrie Fisher and her character, Princess Leia. We hope she rests peacefully in a galaxy far, far away.

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