Sitting in front of the TV very excited to watch. It was epic. Nothing like it. Which is why those who didn’t grow up in the 60’s cannot relate. For me, it was magical.
Leaving grandparents house after our weekly family get together when they came on for their first number.
Remember thinking how outrageous the four degenerates’ hair was.
Sitting on floor watching on television with my entire family! I was 9 y.o. I remember it very well.
I was almost five years old and probably getting ready for bedtime.
Elementary school. And I didn’t watch it, and remember next day everyone talking about beetles and I had no clue what they were talking about.
I wasn’t.
Watching TV. Iād already been hearing them on radio.
Around that time I was a little boy and with my mom in the park. I saw some kind of bug crawling in the grass and wondered if that was one of those beetles that everyone was talking about.
I was in evening service listening to Dad preach, being bored and counting the ceiling tiles.
We also missed “Bonanza” after it was moved from Saturdays to Sundays. Bummer.
In Albuquerque. My dad was stationed in London ‘61-’63. When we returned to the U.S. in May of ‘63 I had a copy of a Beatles 45 single which had “Love Me Do” on one side and “Please Please Me” on the flip side. Was it the first Beatles record to come into the U.S.? Guess we’ll never know. It disappeared a LONG time ago in all the moves since then. LOL!
3 month old fetus in my Mommy’s belly.
3 month old fetus in my Mommy’s belly.
Just a twinkle in my Father’s eye.
I hated the Ed Sullivan show.
Where was I on 02 09 1964? Probably making yet another impassioned plea to M & P that I be exempted from attending school. I pretty much did this every day after starting kindergarten. “Why do I have to do this? But I don’t need to! Can’t I stay home? I’m feeling sick!” and so on.
I hated school more than the Ed Sullivan show.
I must be the baby, here.
I was unformed, but hoping I would not come out of Margaret Trudeau.
my family was stationed in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. My father was a US Naval Officer. I was in 4th grade. The best of times
I was hiding behind a chair in the living room watching because it was past my bedtime. My dad caught me and sent me to my room. I made such a fuss they let me watch the rest. I was 6 and it’s one of the most vivid memories of my childhood.
Five years from being able to much of anything. I am told I did watch the moon landing in 1969, though.
Probably depositing a diaper nugget for my folks.
Papa Lurkin obliged us to watch it. Didn’t appeal to me.