Exactly ten years ago, during the summer of 2001, I picked up a Harry Potter book for the first time. I proceeded to devour the first four years of his life (which was all there was to read at that point). By the time the first film hit the theater that fall, I was hooked. Now a decade later, with the release of the final film this weekend, the end has come. Oh Mr. Potter, it has truly been a pleasure, and a lovely way to pass a decade.
