Wow these are some great stories and they're bringing all sorts of memories to the forefront, things while always in there, don't come to mind as much as they used to even though my love for Star Wars hasn't changed....
I was born in 1978, just a bit too late to see A New Hope come out, but from as far back as I remember Star Wars was always a part of my life. As a kid, my dad had one of those old video disc players, the machines with the huge disks you had to flip over halfway thru the movie to see the rest of it. I watched that disc of ANH so much that it broke the player and my dad had to get a new one. I don't even remember a time where I didn't have Star Wars toys, they were always there. I still have what I believe to be my oldest figure, Snaggletooth, proudly on display, though sporting the wrong weapon.
I was only 2 when Empire came out, but I remember seeing it at the old Plaza theater with my dad, and the next door neighbor kids and their dad. We played Star Wars everyday, at their house, at mine, outside in the front lawn, in the backyard, wherever we could take our toys we played. Many adventures would take place, including the trials and tribulations of Hammerhead and whether or not he could climb down the stairs to the basement (he didn't do so well

). As brothers my friends always had two of everything, two AT-AT's, two Falcons, etc, so I was always a bit jealous of them for having a lot more stuff than I, but it also always meant there was something for me to play with that I might not have. And man did I play hard with my stuff, one time Vader and Obi-wan were having such a spirited fight, that Vader knocked old Ben's head right off...
Then 83 rolled around and ROTJ hit theaters and I saw it over and over again at the Lincoln Village theater. My fondest memory at the time was going into Toys R Us one night and seeing a huge display of new ROTJ figures. I have that image burned into my eyes to this day, rows of new characters just waiting to be torn from their cards. But alas Star Wars soon began to wind down in the public eye. Transformers, GI Joe, MASK, He-Man, and others were beginning to become more popular at the toy store and in my home. Most of my friends moved away and the new friends I had made were not into playing with Star Wars. So the SW toys got pushed aside, but they still were dear to my heart.
The 90's then saw a SW re-birth with the Zahn trilogy and the craze was back. 1996 came around and the Special Editions were announced and I was beyond psyched. Finally for the first time in over a decade I could see SW on the big screen as it was meant to be seen. I went to the opening night of each SE, and though I didn't like most of the changes brought forth by them, I was still thrilled to see them back in theaters. So were a couple of my friendsm, including my best friend, who shared in my joy of knowing SW was back. It was with those two friends that I saw TPM in 99 with at midnight on opening day. We were excited beyond belief for a new Star Wars movie. When we pulled up to the theater and saw the huge line and party going on, we jumped right in and had a blast. Sure when it was over we were kind of left scratching our heads at what we had just seen. But it didn't stop me from seeing TPM over a dozen times that summer (thanks to free tix at a local theater thru my work).
The time came for AOTC to hit theaters and this time my friends couldn't make it to the midnight show, so I went with the local collectors club. And though that wasn't as fun as the last time, the excitement I had for the movie did match the previous excitement. But still, I was left wondering what could have been with the movie if it had been executed a bit better. But that didn't stop me from seeing it again and again.
We're now 5 days away from the midnight premiere and I'm going to see ROTS with the same two friends I saw TPM with 6 years ago. My anticipation for the movie is extremely high. Everything I've seen and heard points to a great movie, something that does justice to the Original Trilogy. Even if my expectations aren't met, I'll be seeing the movie over and over again in theaters, filled with joy and delight, like the 4 year old boy who broke his dad's video disc player over 20 years ago. I can't wait for it to be Thursday 12:00am and the lights dim down and the Lucasfilm logo appears indicating the beginning of the last theatrical adventure. At the same time, I'm a bit saddened as this will be the last time I'll get to have this feeling of excitement. I'll be re-living my childhood all over again, but at the same time it feels I'll be losing a bit of it too when it's all over.

Well that sure was a lot, I hadn't intended on typing so much, and I actually skipped a lot. But I feel good (though a lump in the throat after writing that last line) after doing so. 5 days, just 5 more days....
PS: Infamy, what's up with the pink pants in your pic? Were you friends with Matt as a kid?
