I saw the Beatles at Shea Stadium on August 24, 1964, 10 days before my 11th birthday. A magical , crazy experience I will never forget. I was sitting in the third box, behind home plate. Girls were climbing over me to go over the wall and run towards the stage. I remember going home after that, and sitting in my kitchen wondering , was that real, or was I dreaming?
It was 61 years ago today...
You are part of a select group of music fans to perhaps see on television, read the newspaper or maybe even be there to experience arguably a HUGE moment in music history.
I was only 2, so all I cared about was eating and sleeping. Maybe I was in the room while my family watched the Ed Sullivan show, later that week?