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What Doctor Who has Meant to Me

By Joel Anderson (Art & Poetry Editor)

I first met the Doctor in the winter of 2011, after being persuaded to give it a try by my friend Zack Brammer.

So I convinced my lady friend at the time to sit down with me and give it a shot. And from the first episode “Rose” I was intrigued.

Who is this man running around in a leather jacket and purple sweater? Why is he so maniacal/unhinged? What’s up with his ears? What’s a TARDIS and why is it bigger on the inside? Holy crap this is so cool!

Christopher Eccleston is my first Doctor. And I still love his interpretation of the character. A man wounded by his decisions in the past, yet still willing to help any species that needs it, and despite his hardened exterior, he falls in love with a young human, Rose.

I loved seeing the man who could go from the brink of destructive madness, to a mad scientist, to a comic. Which all incarnations of the character have, but I really liked how Eccleston handled it.

I went through David Tennant and Matt Smith, but Eccleston still holds something over me. Such a shame he didn’t stay longer.

But I digress.

Needless to say it didn’t take long for me to get hooked. The writing is incredible, the monsters are fantastic and the characters are so rich and complex. I fell in love with the emotional toll it took on me when a companion left, and we met the new one. The incredible twists, the weeping angels, Daleks, Cybermen it all culminated into one big ball of love that attached itself in my chest, you could say it gave me a second heart.

I ran into some hard times once I became a full-fledged Whovian.

I had a terrible job; working as a telemarketer, not happy with my life, living back with my mom because the economy sucked so badly and my job didn’t pay me enough to live on my own.

I drew a TARDIS on the side of my headset box. And I would stare at that shitty hand drawn TARDIS for hours on end, hoping to hear the all familiar wheeze as the little blue box lands and out pops the Doctor.

It helped me get through some tough times at that hell hole. Picturing some of the fantastical adventures the Doctor and I would go on. And having my weeks ending with a new episode of Doctor Who helped a lot too.

Then I realized my other connection with the Doctor.

Our birthday!

Yes, on November 23, 1963 the first episode of the series aired on the BBC. 24 years later I entered this world. Maybe that makes me a timelord?! I sure hope so.

The Doctor helped me to establish new friendships, started fierce debates, help me to sort out bad girlfriend candidates and made bow ties cool again. But let’s face it, they’ve always been cool.

And on this, the 50th anniversary of the show, I can’t wait to see what the Doctor has in store for us. I can’t wait to see Peter Capaldi in the role, even though I’ll have to say goodbye to Matt Smith.

So here’s to you Doctor. Thank you for two wonderful years of adventure for me, and 50 years for the whole of the fandom. I look forward to the road ahead and I can’t wait to see what the next 50 years holds. To end this tribute I will call upon the great Steven Spielberg who said “The world would be a poorer place without Doctor Who.