|Star Trek Convention|
|Type:||fan-run, celebrity GoH|
|Organization:||KathE & Steve Walker were part of the Con Committee|
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cover of Star Fest 1986 program book
March 26-27, 1988
"… the Denver convention had a Music Video competition. First place honors went to Megan Dargan, and the third place went to Jackie Edwards, both DKFC members. That's pretty astonishing considering the attendance was about 3500 people." 
Con Report: 1988
This was to be my second fan-run con and one I had been looking forward to for a long time because DeForest Kelley and Patrick Stewart (his first convention) were going to be there.
Friday night we got to register and hit the dealer's room. I found some great bargains and my backpack got heavier and heavier until I made it to my room to unload. I got it all--new zines, t-shirts, buttons, photos (got some great "Beauty and the Beast"). The guys from Hollywood Book and Poster were there, too.
An impromptu party at Sue's on Friday night, and this was the second night with little sleep. After making arrangements to be in line early, we attempted to get some sleep; the walls were a bit thin.
Saturday morning the line-up began very early, and DKFC members, of course, were at the head of the line. We had to be there for front-row seats. We were there way before the restaurant opened at 6:30 a.m.
Let in the auditorium at 8:00, we stretched across the entire front row. We had a sign for De, "Here we are again!"
After getting our places, some of us went to donate blood. Blood donors got a ticket to go to the head of the autograph line for Patrick's autograph. Over 85 units of blood were collected during the four hours.
DeForest Kelley is amazing, I could watch and listen to him for hours. He made sure we got a good look at the silver belt buckle that the club got him for his birthday. He pointed it out to Sue especially; she didn't have a camera, though, to take the picture.
De was on at 11:00 a.m. and Patrick was on at 1:00 p.m. There was just enough time between the two to go to the bathroom or get a drink of water.
Patrick was a bit surprised at so many people,but he soon became at ease with the crowd and spoke for about a half-hour without a microphone. That great stage presence and Shakespearean training came in handy.
We had a little bit of difficulty when we left Patrick's talk early to get in line for the autographs. Apparently there was a mix-up over the time and we were not going to be allowed to get In line. After a talk with those in charge it was ironed out and we got his autograph. ! got my picture taken, too; I threatened Mary Francis that she had better have gotten a good picture—or else. The picture was great, by the way.
I was a little late for the DKFC party because I wanted to see the skit Saturday night. It was very good and I learned what the "Picard maneuver" really was.
We raised almost $600 for the North Shore Animal League at the DKFC party. Sue had arranged with De to have certain items personally autographed—lobby cards, pictures, and an original script of "The Corbanite Maneuver" that I happened to get. I spent about $79 and there were a few others that parted with more money, but it was all for a good cause.
Sunday morning Patrick was on at 11:00 and De was on at 1:00. On Sunday Patrick didn't use a microphone at all. After another tour through the dealer's room to spend any leftover money, Mary and I headed toward our room, tired but happy.
We had a semi-dead dog party in Denise's room; Domino's Pizza in Denver is delicious and arrives on time. Denise and Richard had a portable VCR and we watched — what else — Star Trek: The Next Generation. What a great ending to a great weekend!
Monday morning after a long breakfast with Pat and Kris, we took the shuttle to the airport. Mary and Barbara were delighted because it was snowing. All I wanted to do was get home and get some sleep; besides, I had had enough snow when I was living in Ohio. After a two-hour and twenty minute wait, we finally got off the ground. The flight was even bumpier than the arriving flight — lots of wind around the Rocky Mountains. At least the sun was shining when we got back to Los Angeles.
We had all arranged to have Tuesday off to recuperate from the long weekend. After all, everyone should get a total of maybe eight hours sleep over four nights. Too much sleep isn't good for people.Thanks, StevE and KathE, your Starland people are great, and I definitely p Ian to return to Denver for future conventions. 
Been a long time since you had an interesting conversation with a fellow Star Trek lover? Desperate for an in-between-Trek-movies fix? How about a shot of just plain good fun? You missed your chance if you missed the March '88 StarFest convention, Denver's way station for the hopeful starbound. Stephen and KathE Walker, and a dedicated staff of forty, hosted 3,300 enthusiastic devotees of science fiction to a convention packed with quick moving, well-organized events. Aside from a long list of science fiction films and Star Trek episodes, meeting rooms housed everything from panel discussions to trivia games to fan club rallies. Exhibits of quality artwork and detailed models drew long lines to the conventions official gallery room. The creativity department, however, was not limited to pen and paper (or styrofoam and toothpicks as with certain models). Fans took up the challenge of a cheerios creation contest with crunchy gusto. Among the favorite breakfast sculptures were two model Enterprise's and two Vulcan IDICs. For memorabilia collectors, the spacious, fully-stocked dealers room proffered everything from specialized T-shirts, buttons and fanzines to a dazzling display of crystal starships. What to wear to one of these festive occasions? Take a clue from the eighty-five spectacular enteries into the costume contest—dragons of fantasy, the Rancor of Star Wars, even a Leia dressed in filmy palace garb would not have been out of place, and wasn't to the enjoyment of the audience. And the entertainment continued. As always, the StarCon Denver 'Not Ready for Anything Players' were ready for everything, despite their disclaimer. "Star Trek: The Perplexed Generation —Encounter at Denver," a witty and comical satire written by Ms. KathE Walker and Ms. Joyce Thompson, inspired friendly audience participation in one of the most outstanding and frequently spoken lines of the evening, "Shut up, Wesley!" However, the main attractions of the convention, to fandom's delight, were two of Star Trek's foremost personalities—DeForest Kelley, our own favorite "Bones" of the original series and movies, and Patrick Stewart, Captain Picard of "Star Trek: The Next Generation." Kelley, forever the country gentleman, charmed standing-room-only audiences by reciting his inventive poem, "Big Bird's Dream." After sharing a humorous anecdote of his separation from the service at Lowry AFB, he graciously displayed an engraved belt buckle which had been presented to him from a fan club for his "135" birthday. (See "Encounter at Farpoint," ST:TNC premier episode.) To the audience's pleasure, he also introduced his lovely wife of forty-three years. Kelley's warm and affectionate humor held his admirers captive for two separate hours of informative dialogue, and prepared hearts and minds to receive the Enterprise's newest captain. Patrick Stewart, alias Jean-Luc Picard, was welcomed to his first-ever Star Trek convention—and into the arms of fandom—with an overwhelming standing ovation. Stewart immediately discarded his microphone and thrilled the audience by addressing them in his own robust and well-seasoned voice. His quick and positive responses to questions such as, "Do you fear being typed-cast?" and "How does it feel to follow in the footsteps of Captain Kirk?" gave the audience a vision of this dynamic actor and his potential as Captain Picard. Stewart ended each speaking event with a lively and dramatic recital from portions of Henry IV. He graciously extended autograph sessions beyond scheduled time until he could no longer hold a pen, but did not disappoint fans even then. With a determination resembling that of a starship captain, he walked the lines of those hundreds still waiting for autographs and shook as many hands as he was able. His magnetic personality left no doubt that he will not only measure up and surpass fan expectations, but will also carve a new and fresh path for himself and the entire cast of ST:TNC. (To Boldly Go Where No One Has Gone Before!) 
March 31-April 2, Denver
Con Report: 1989
Reported by: Vel Jaeger. If I had to pick just one convention to have attended in the past five years, it would have been StarFest. Not only did they have super guest stars:-- William Shatner, Harve Bennett, Marina Sirtis -- but have polished their convention skills to a fine art. Organization is the key factor, and everything was planned and considered ahead of time. This isn't to say there weren't problems, but those were mostly from the huge crowds -- which were also well controlled, no mean feat with 3000 enthusiastic fans! The programming was incredible, with films, panels, and special interest group activities running concurrently with the main events. Here we had the unusual problem of chosing among several programs we wanted to see -- obviously, we weren't able to see everything. The only real disaster wasn't the fault of the Con Committee (hats off to KathE & Steve Walker and their team) -- Continental Airlines screwed up our schedule and caused us to miss our first flight out of Tampa: we had to fly stand-by through Houston, and didn't get to our hotel room till nearly mfdnight that Friday. But Cynthia Baird (my traveling companion) and I are seasoned travelers and we didn't let a bit of itinerary problems keep us from having a good time. Harve Bennett gave a presentation both Saturday and Sunday, and the runaway hit was the clip he brought from the finished version of THE FINAL FRONTIER: himself as a Starfleet admiral. His acting debut was received by thunderous applause, and he was naturally inordinately pleased. Also appearing both days was Marina Sirtis (Deana Troi from THE NEXT GENERATION), delightful as always with her lilting London accent and obvious enjoyment at being a convention guest. Slides and clips from TF2 were shown by Terry Erdmann, a publicist hired by Paramount to do convention appearances -- though with such a partisan audience, it didn't really matter who presented them. Unlike most conventions, Sunday was the busiest day -- no doubt because that was the only day that Shatner appeared. In my own admittedly prejudiced view, it was a very good performance for Shatner: he was upbeat, enthusiastic, and playing to the back of the ballroom. He toyed with the questions from the audience without putting down the questioners, and seemed to be enjoying himself all the while. The only disappointing aspect of StarFest was a relative scarcity of zines for sale in the dealers room -- only a few and none of them new--but every thing else wast here. I did all my family giftie ("what did you bring me'?!") shopping there: T-shirts all around. The key to any convention review is the answer to the question: Would you go again? In a heart beat!