I was 14, when my 3 years elder cousin played the red album (1962 - 1966) to me, and I was immediately infected by the "Beatle bacillus". I remember, after recording the record on to cassette, I played that tape round and round every day. It's still today, when I play a regular Beatle album , for example Help, that I'm irritated, when the follow up song is not the one, which would follow on the red album line up. I'm shure, you know what I mean.......
From that day on, I was into Beatles, and time after time, I collected all albums. By luck, we had a good record dealer in my hometown, so that I began to collect bootlegs in the 70'ies, I'm glad, to have today, because they are rare.
I also remember, that my room in my parent's house was totally postered with Beatles photos, one day I got a life-sized poster, which I was really proud of.(smile)
Today, Idon't have posters of course, but I love the music so much, that it helps me sometimes, when I'm not in good mood, but also gives me a good feeling, when I'm in good mood. It's like an accompaniment of my life, and will be as long as I live, I'm shure of.
That's my story so far, Klaus