Letter: Group of nutty kids
I learned to appreciate what the Beatles stood for and tried to say in later years, but when they popped on the scene in the ’60s they were just another group of nutty kids to me.
Just as Elvis disturbed my teenage dreams of love, companionship and peace, the Beatles to me were just pipsqueaks making some big bucks. By that time I had heard the power in the voice of the great Paul Robeson, which needed no amplification, on the steps near the Lincoln Memorial and Potomac River. I had also witnessed in boot camp the great Joe Lewis work out on a punching bag, if you want to talk about a beat and a crescendo.
Now I try to give all artists of any skill or talent due credit for seeking and trying to create a better and saner world.
SELDEN R. STRONG