In the 1960’s, if it was 9 PM, we Wilson kids were in bed. Those were the rules if it was a school night. During the summer Dad allowed us to play outside until dusk. When the streetlights came on, that was our cue to gather up the toys and head home from the playground. Then it was straight upstairs to bed.
When we were very young, we shared the same room. I’d tell my brothers stories. Sometimes, if we laughed too loudly or argued and fussed, Dad would holler up. “Go to sleep!” Occasionally he’d follow through on a threat. Which is a story for another time. Today, though I want to tell you about the times he bent the rules.
Every now and again, especially on a Sunday night when the Ed Sullivan Show was on, Dad would shout, “Hey, you kids, get down here!” Good ol’ dad. He used the same threatening tone no matter the message.
And so, we were introduced to the teen idols of the day. Most notably, the Beatles. Thanks to Google, I know the exact date: February 9, 1964. I was eight and I remember being confused. Why was the audience screaming? The girls did not look happy, they looked distressed! I did not get it.
At school, my classmates were all agog about their favourite Beatle. I picked one so that I could be hip and happening. I don’t remember who: likely Paul as he had a round-faced, wholesome quality. The same reason I picked Davy Jones, of the Monkees. I still did not get it, really.
A few years later, though, I started to understand. I’ve got two words for you:
A teen magazine of the day ran a fictionalized serial illustrated in pen and ink drawings. The heroine, bookish and shy, longed to meet Mr. Sherman. You know the bookish sort I’m talking about, right? She wears her hair up in a tight bun and has big round eyeglasses. That is until the magic moment of the centerfold. The glasses are gone and her long mane of flowing hair tumbles to her shoulders and…
I got my weekly fix of Bobby on the TV program Here Come the Brides. I lapped up everything in print. I guess you could say that I finally “got it”. The teen idol thing.
However! My first true love, my first sweetheart from the Ed Sullivan Show was this little fellow:
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