For me it was Saving Private Ryan. I was 11 year old in 1998 and already showing interest in history. My grandpa, who was a WWII veteran of the 35th Infantry Division took me to see the movie three times that summer. The first time he wept through the Normandy invasion scene, but he appreciated the movie as much as I did, and was happy to answer the thousands of questions I had. That was also the summer he introduced to me to firearms, and the US National Matches at Camp Perry, which my family has a nearly century long competition track record at. It was a pivotal summer in determining who I was to become.