Since I am unemployed (or is it unemployable, I forget) and I don't have a life, I was putzing about on the 'net and made a surprising discovery. I made it to Billboard magazine's December 12, 1964 issue and never knew it. Holy crap, there I am on page 32:
I was so astounded I almost wet my knickers and damn near spilled my beer. I think that I shall be taking the rest of the day off to bask in my own aura and touch myself fondly. No, not there. I was thinking more of a pat on the back.
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