For as long as I can remember, my Dad has had an old "TI Home Computer 99/4A". I remember back when I was about 4 getting Pole Position for my Dad for his birthday. He's long since stopped playing video games, but we had long, long hours of fun playing Alpiner (With that annoying and condescending lady that talked down to you whenever you made a mistake), Tunnels of Doom, Pirate Adventure, Parsec, Munch Man... Ah yes. I think I'm gonna get it out of its box and set it up here in my room.
We also had an Atari 2600, that my brother bought from one of his school friends for, like, 20 bucks. Back then, Snoopy and the Red Baron was state of the art, I tell you. We also grooved on Berzerk, ET... Yeah. But the one video game moment that I remember the most was back when I was about 8, and my family went to Disney World. I don't actually remember Disney World all that well (Except for Space Mountain, which was my first roller coaster ever), but we went to Toys 'R' Us and got an NES, with the Mario Bros./Duck Hunt cartridge; hooking it up in the hotel room, and watching my Dad dying on the first goomba four or five times before he proclaimed: "There's nothing to do in this game but die". And the game that wins the award in me for the most fights started between my brother: Street Fighter 2 on the SNES, and all of it's thousands of remakes. We just couldn't play it without nearly coming to blows once one of us was trapped in a corner getting sweep kicked over and over again...
And I almost forgot to mention Commander Keen, which was the first game we had on our old 386. I found my Dad playing it in the computer room of our house one day after school, and after he turned the keyboard over to me, I was hooked. I sucked at it... but I was hooked.
Okay, so that's not 5, but 12. Oh well.