Saying Goodbye (What the World Doesn't Know) Read Free Page B

significance his simple gesture would have on millions over the world.
     
                During the weeks that followed, Americans had no choice but to move forward; the United States watched as Lyndon B. Johnson was sworn into the office of president. It was only a short two months later, however, when the mood of the nation was transformed by the Ed Sullivan Show as it introduced a rock-and-roll band from England called the Beatles.
                That evening Frankie and Kate had forgone dates for the sake of a girl’s night in with a big bowl of popcorn and a six-pack of soda pop. There was so much anticipation for this band from England that the crowds they drew and the traffic they caused were almost rivaled those of Kenney’s funeral. How quickly American’s attention was diverted from sobriety, thought Frankie.
                Frankie was curious, but could not understand the sensation these young men were causing. Sure, the Beatles were cute enough, but what caught Frankie’s attention was the reaction of the crowds.
How could girls let themselves get so carried away?
she thought.
They’re just boys like any others.
. It was almost laughable.
                Katie tossed a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth. “Those girls need to get laid—badly.”
                Frankie grabbed a huge handful of popcorn and shoved it in her mouth and spoke while she chewed, “Why, they’re having orgasms right there in audience!”          
    “Why waste a perfectly good orgasm without a dick?” Katie sipped her soda pop through a straw.
                Frankie laughed. “Maybe there’s something to it; orgasm and still get to keep their virginity.
                “Seriously, Frankie, do you really believe that?” questioned Katie. “Have you even had an orgasm?”
                Frankie hit Katie with a cushion. “Shut up. I must have. I’ve had sex before.”
                “Uh-huh. If you don’t know if you did, then you didn’t,” said Katie.
                “See, there’s my point,” explained Frankie. “You don’t have an orgasm with every guy you have sex with, right? Sometimes sex can be really lame. So, if orgasm can be induced without having to bear through a boring date full of wet, icky kisses, and feeling guilty the next day, then why not?”
                Katie slid down in her seat. “It would save a lot of wasted time.” She pointed at the television. “Oh my God, check out the chick in the dark glasses. She just wet her seat.”
                “And the girl beside her—holy shit!” commented Frankie. “See? We girls have better things to do than put up with bad dates and lame sex.”
                “Yeah, we can watch the Beatles,” roared Katie.
                Frankie giggled and took another big mouthful of popcorn. “You know what, Katie? I think we’re dating men from the wrong hemisphere.”
     
                During the months that followed the Beatles’ 1964 introduction to mainstream America, a tremendous wind of change was blowing westward across the Atlantic Ocean, causing a global uproar. The winds of this storm helped carry away the stinging effects of the Kennedy assassination and the lingering sobriety that it had caused.
                The playful, lighthearted beats of foreigners were just what the younger generation needed. The overall effect created a psychological condition for people worldwide that blew the lid off “traditional values” and American conservatism. For those whose minds, hearts, and bodies were still stifled by such traditions and values, suddenly there was a bright light of opportunity—a new way of living, of loving, and of being. This new clarity of vision inflicted many of the young who were more than ready to recreate a new world. It was fresh and absolutely