I was barely 7 when the Beatles appeared on the Ed Sullivan show 50 years ago. My family sat in front of the TV every Sunday and I particularly had a fondness for an Italian mouse Top Gigio. At that time the only records I ever listened to were Disney ones or the musicals my dad had on vinyl. But having 2 older sisters I had already been subjected to some folk and always a California girl, the Beach Boys music had drifted into our home as well. But that night seeing those 4 British boys in their suits and moptop hair, I was mesmerized. The music was so much fun and made me feel so happy and I fell in love immediately with Paul McCartney. i was too young to buy albums or magazines and probably my parents thought it was a phase, but I began to live and breath the Beatles. And although the album Meet the Beatles belonged to my sister, I listened to it as much as she did. I carried a Beatle lulnchbox to school in the fall of 1964, that still is my prize Beatle item, and all I wanted for my birthday was a Beatle suit, which my mom made for me and I wore with pride. My best memory actually took place in 1965 as my family was preparing to move to Japan for a year and we had to get shots for the trip. I proudly wore an I Love Paul badge, but I was like any other 8 year old, terrified of shots. I cried and one of the nurses very seriously told me that Paul would not love me if I cried. I stopped. I did't cry because all I ever wanted was Paul to love me. 50 years later, I have met the man 2 times, seen Wings live and McCartney as a solo artist a dozen times. Beatlemania still lives in me and is a major part of who I have become. My passion and love for music started with the Fab Four and continues to this day. I am proud to call myself a Beatlemaniac of 50 years.