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Finding Abbey Road
We weren't raised on the rich heritage of the MTV generation. Ours was simple, clean, entertaining and fun. Every Sunday night, I think at 7 p.m. my brother and I would gather in the living room. Me sitting cross legged on the floor next to the heater that I use to pretend was a fire place, and my brother somewhere in the room floating, laying down on the couch, doing a head stand, sitting on my dads lap, getting off my dads lap, running around shooting people with his play gun, pretty much just being fidgety, that was his nature. I was the calmer of the two. Often called an old soul from my father, my brother's personality was the one that turned me onto music. All sorts of music.

We would watch our old black and white TV which was the focal point of the living room and somewhat special back then to own. On Sunday nights, we watched the troves of entertainers, magicians, plate spinners; high walking acts, flying Walenza's, comedians, and some Broadway singer. It wasn't a show specifically geared to teenagers like Band Stand, let alone for children like the Wonderful World of Disney was, but it provided for us a glimpse of all sorts of acts, and it was good. We were dedicated and loyal viewers to the Ed Sullivan Show.

On a quiet night in February of 1964 there was electricity in the air and it wasn't because we just finished celebrating my 5th birthday. It was because the Ed Sullivan Show was going to have a new act on from England. Looking like a nerd and seeming somewhat spastic, Ed introduced his next act. The crowd of mostly teenage girls began screaming and crying so loudly it was impossible to hear Ed speaking, but we did and what we heard was Ed Sullivan saying "these lads are straight from Liverpool England, I'd like to introduce to American the BEATLES." I looked at my dad who stood in the corner of the living room. At 6 foot 2 inches he was epitome of the classic looking Marine and we both smiled. I was only 5 years old, but I knew we were watching history in the making. My fidgety brother began dancing around the room, and the Beatles began to sing the song that introduced us all to the Fab Four. "She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah, she loves you yeah, yeah, yeah, with a love like that you know you should be glad." Our little black and white television was rocking that famous Sunday night and I knew the musical world was about to change forever. My dad was somewhat taken by the Beatles. It was immediately obvious to anyone

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