Lorelai raised me. Luke fed me. Emily wanted me. And above all, Richard knew me. Stars Hallow, circa 2001, stands as the place I come from. At the cusp of Autumn, it all began. The necessary foliage is sprinkled purposely around the gutters. There She Goes, is playing in the background. “Please, Luke. Please, please, pleeeeeese?” By the first line, she knows how to work him: take note. There she goes. This is Gilmore Girls, at its best. Hold back your flashbacks. Stop thinking of Dawson’s Creek, One Tree Hill, Seventh Heaven, or any other 90’s teenage crap drama. This show is so much more than a single mom, a budding teenage daughter, a controlling relationship, a Connecticut town, or a eccentric neighbor. At its core, Gilmore Girls stands as the essence of who I am. Now a days, it is considered a social priority to find favor in current mind bending intellectual feasts of television. A young scholar such as myself, is expected to be…show more content… The wrinkles under Lorelai’s eyes sunk farther in than I remembered. I blinked and Rory had a foreign silver band rested on her finger. Emily put on a strangers set of glasses. All at once, they lost their seats. Simultaneously, Lauren Graham appeared, whispering in the ear of Alexis Bledel. Kelly Bishop, the one any only chorus girl, heckled the audience. It was fading away. Everything was fleeing: the Dragonfly, Luke’s, the gazebo. Hold on to it. Who says you have to let go? Just listen, listen to Carole King over and over again. The theme song never fails to brings you back. “If you're out on the road, feeling lonely, and so cold. All you have to do is call my name and I'll be there on the next train.” Just stay here. Richard is here. Smell his cologne as he puffs smoke in your face, one last time. He always will be here. Just listen. “Where you lead, I will follow anywhere that you tell me to. If you need, you need me to be with you I will follow where you lead.” Welcome