Love, Love Me Do: My Brush with The Beatles

• I met the Beatles, alone with my cousin, when I was a kid. My aunt was in charge of  'star' relations as the Promotional Director of Pittsburgh's theatrical venue and she met all the stars when they came to do shows and saw to their needs. Carol Burnett always wrote thank you notes and Zero Mostel ("Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum", Fiddler, "The Producers") followed her around and said "Can you believe she's Jewish?" My aunt was a stunning woman, a tall statuesque blue-eyed blonde. I should post a picture of her. She was lovely.
  
  Anyway, I was in 7th or 8th grade and prided myself on not being starstruck, a non-groupie, and, I was shy, didn't say anything, and was distant. My cousin Rhonda, 2 years older, looked like my Aunt Rose, and George Harrison chatted with her. Like many things, I took this meeting for granted and didn't think much of it. It's only later in life that I became interested in stars and star power.
  
  Rhonda led a sad life, as her mother died when she was eleven, and her Catholic half sister, Velma, took her in and treated her like Cinderella. I never understood why my family didn't adequately come to her rescue. She became a porn star without talent (movie "3 AM"). Later, we heard she was in a car accident in Florida, suffering facial damage. Without her beauty she committed suicide.
• I met The Beatles in connection with their first US concert tour in Pittsburgh. During the concert, I was in the 11th row center aisle and couldn't hear a thing of The Beatles through the screaming crowd. No wonder John, Paul, George didn't enjoy their US touring, as explained in the new news story in the link below.
  
  Paste the link below into your browser to see the news article, with pictures, about The Beatles.
  
  http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1374239/The-Beatles-pictures-Never-seen-photos-tour.html