Honestly, I don’t remember a time I wasn’t aware of Daleks, the TARDIS, or the Doctor. My mom grew up watching Doctor Who in the late 60’s and 70’s with my grandfather. She told stories all my life about the show and her enormous fear of Daleks, when she was young. Apparently, she used to have nightmares about Daleks chasing her through long hallways. Also, she and her friends use to pretend to be Daleks and chase each other around at school.
Anyway, way back in 2005, when I was 13 and unaware of media on goings and didn’t watch much TV, my family and I were casually flicking through the channels on the TV, on a lazy Saturday afternoon. We landed on the episode, “Father’s Day,” and my mom freaked out when she realized it was Doctor Who. She had no idea the show had returned to TV.
During that episode, I fell in love and I’ve never looked back. It’s also the show that got me into watching more TV in general.
I love every Doctor, but 9 will always have a special place in my heart.