Here's a GC TMI moment.
When I was six or so, I went to see 'Star Wars' in the theater. I'm sitting there watching and (after being terrified by the cantina) saw Han Solo for the first time. And I couldn't figure it out then, but I totally fell in love with him. I couldn't figure out why I felt like my heart got pulled out when the film ended. I also was devastated at the end of 'Empire'. So, you could say Han helped me figure myself out... Luke, did as well, but he was too whiny for my tastes.
