My Musical Journey – The British Invasion Begins I turned 14 in early 1963. I spent most of the summer of 1963 at the beach, generally Crescent Beach. That was the town beach where the kids my age went. There was sort of a regular crowd of kids there, in fact we kind of took over the beach. Eddie and I would hitch to or have one of our mothers drive us to the beach any non-rainy day we were free. We almost always hitched home. We were too young to have a regular summer job at this point so we were free most days. I cut a few neighbors lawns for extra cash. Eddie caddied at one of the country clubs in town. I tried that too but I was so thin that I was either selected late in the day or not at all so I stopped. I did not have or want a paper-route but I did sub for a couple of friends when they went out of town on vacation with their families. At the beach there were always transistor radios playing. The one song I particularly remember from that summer is Stevie Won...
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