I saw Star Wars when I was Five ... circa 1977. My parents had already seen the film themselves and deemed it appropriate to bring me along. It was a month or two after the initial release. I thought it was the most incredible thing I'd ever seen ... I returned for many repeat viewings.

My Empire memories are more cherished ... see, my father had been laid off in early 1980. It was a tough year. The day before Empire debuted, he was hired at a new place (where he still works today). So to celebrate his fortune (and his last few days of being a home-dad), he took me to stand in line for Empire Strikes Back on opening day. I hadn't turned 8 yet, so it was a big deal. On the way to the movie, he grabbed the novelization and he read it during our three-hour wait in line. Everytime he came to a new section, he'd yell, "You won't believe what's going to happen!!" I'd say, "Tell me! What's going to happen!!" And then he'd tease, "Oh, you're just going to have to wait to see for yourself!!" The whole line was laughing.