(Micky and Mike: The Final Concert)


Looking back on it now, a little over half a century after the fact, I suppose it does seem a little.. well, okay, silly.


But at the time it made perfect sense to a seven-year-old boy hoping to get even the quickest glimpse of one of my childhood heroes. Because that’s the way a seven-year-old boy’s mind works.


Or, at least, it was the way this seven-year-old boy’s mind worked. Given that I was rarely if ever accompanied by any of my buddies from the...


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