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As I stood front of my favorite Beatle, the only thing I could think of was that his contact lenses looked like they hurt him.  He smiled and stuck out his hand and without thinking, I rested my right arm on top of his left while we shook hands!  “John, ” I said, “are your contacts bothering you?”  “No,” he answered.  I got the distinct feeling that not too many people had asked that question.  Undaunted I plunged on, “I have them too!” I confided.  He leaned closer and stared searchingly into my eyes.  “Are yours bothering you?” he said with a straight face.  “No.”  I stammered and then we both laughed.  “They’re good aren’t they?”  John said seriously and I could only nod, not trusting my voice.  “But your eyes are prettier than mine.”  John said and to my dismay unwanted tears rolled down my cheeks.  “Hey” John said with a slight laugh.  “Don’t cry or they’ll wash away!”  I smiled through my tears as I blurted, “John you’re my favorite.”  He smiled warmly, gave my hand a final shake and said, “You’re my favorite.” —The Girl Who Got To Meet The Beatles (Datebook Magazine Winter)