lucky penny
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Reading the "Lennon Report" thread brought back happy thoughts. I recent saw "Eight Days a Week" and swooned all over again. I had a free ticket since the promoters gave away 500 tix to people who had seen the Beatles in person; you had to send in a selfie with your ticket stub. I saw them at Shea in 1966, still have my stub & rushed to send a photo.
But here's my amazing story: in 1965 I won 2 tickets to a Beatles concert in Toronto. My contest entry was some poems I'd written about the Beatles. The bad new is that I couldn't go to that concert because I spent that summer far from Toronto. The good news is that the sponsor of the contest met the Beatles &, lo & behold, I have a photo of Paul holding my book of poems AND a very sweet drawing & handwritten note from Paul telling me he liked my poems. Of course I still have these treasures (& those 2 unused tickets). What can I say, it still gives me goose bumps.
And happily, I did see the Beatles the next year at Shea, 6 days before their final concert ever. Incidentally, that Shea concert (not the famous '65 concert featured in the documentary) was not a sellout: I think there were 11,000 empty seats. Because of the backlash after John's comment that the Beatles were "bigger than Jesus," it was very easy to buy a ticket; mine cost $5.75 (which today, with inflation, would be $42.85).
Magical memories. And yeah, I guess my life peaked real early!
But here's my amazing story: in 1965 I won 2 tickets to a Beatles concert in Toronto. My contest entry was some poems I'd written about the Beatles. The bad new is that I couldn't go to that concert because I spent that summer far from Toronto. The good news is that the sponsor of the contest met the Beatles &, lo & behold, I have a photo of Paul holding my book of poems AND a very sweet drawing & handwritten note from Paul telling me he liked my poems. Of course I still have these treasures (& those 2 unused tickets). What can I say, it still gives me goose bumps.
And happily, I did see the Beatles the next year at Shea, 6 days before their final concert ever. Incidentally, that Shea concert (not the famous '65 concert featured in the documentary) was not a sellout: I think there were 11,000 empty seats. Because of the backlash after John's comment that the Beatles were "bigger than Jesus," it was very easy to buy a ticket; mine cost $5.75 (which today, with inflation, would be $42.85).
Magical memories. And yeah, I guess my life peaked real early!