You fumble around for your wallet, trying to keep your eyes on the road. You pull out an old crumpled picture, so worn that it almost looks like it could be made of text. Your handwriting on the back reads 'Dad' in large cursive letters. It's a photo from a long time ago, in a galaxy...well, you get the idea. You haven't seen your dad since that fateful night aboard the Death Star. When was the last time you even thought about him?