The Falcon Lives

My father tells the story of a Millennium Falcon purchased years ago for my cousin Michael. My father and Michael built the Falcon over Christmas break. Years later my father took the Falcon with him to Chicago. It was carefully packed and moved with my father from apartment to apartment. That was until my mother packed for the latest move at which time the Falcon was thrown in a grocery bag and tossed into a box. There is sat, broken and torn for 3 years. However, like the mythical phoenix who rises from the fire to fly, the Falcon to has risen. A few weeks ago, with the help of Lego.com, my father and I rebuilt the Falcon and it once again lives!