Well since "Wars Stories" unstickified (insert unhappy face here), guess I'll have to start a new one. THIRTY YEARS AGO: I was just finishing off my sophmore year in high school. Didn't have my first car yet, a battered aging Chevy Impala. I managed to see Star Wars by riding the bus across town to the new Citadel mall in Colorado Springs. It was showing on a tiny screen in the "Mall Theater", a novelty at that time. Sure, I'd seen an ad or two about the film and wasn't really that interested. The only pic I saw in the paper was of what looked like a guy in armor somewhat between a german soldier and a samuri. I was into hard Sci Fi and the review tore it up one side and down the other for being completely inaccurate, improbable, and just plain silly. "They make robots which can talk and think, but can't manage to get a computer to run the ship's weapons". I agreed, how dare they call it Sci Fi when there was no science involved? Noise in space? Ppppffft. So I didn't expect much standing in line, was there mostly because friends had told me that I had no idea what I was missing, and that if I didn't see it I'd be a fool as it was something really unique. They were right. Within a short span of time I had the dual record set, the program, lobby cards, magazines, AMC model kits, posters, flashlight "Sabers", etc. Everything I could get my hands on (except for the figures, that came later). I was a leeeeetle hooked I guess.