
Being the Grand Master of the Jedi Order is not as cushy a job as rumor has it despite the residuals he may get from all the“Star Wars” merchandise. After all, Yoda had to put up with petulant upstarts like Anakin and Luke Skywalker and had the comparative disadvantage of wielding a light saber shorter than everybody else’s. Surely it couldn’t have been easy being such an unflagging role model for 900 years, especially with just three fingers on each hand. That’s why it’s so encouraging to come upon the Yoda fountain in the front courtyard of Building B of the
For a moment, I was taken back to my own apprenticeship years ago when I saw “The Empire Strikes Back” about a half-dozen times. In his big-screen debut, Yoda was a deceptively comical munchkin who was reluctant to teach Luke in the ways of the Force. Sounding a tad like an estrogen-deprived Miss Piggy since Frank Oz voiced both characters, he attained more gravitas in the most recent trilogy, but I preferred him the way he was or more accurately, what he was going to become - old and benign-looking in a swamp. The fountain picks up on this cue by placing a life-size replica, all 26 inches of him, on an Art Deco-style pedestal with water running off of it from all four sides. It’s a genuine treat to see, but one has to wonder if the Force would approve of all the random pennies thrown at his unpedicured feet.
Regardless, while you’re there to genuflect a Jedi Master, you should take time to enjoy the rejuvenated grounds of the Presidio as the

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