I had just graduated from the University of Miami –I had a a short break before returning to New York to go to work! One of my friends had gotten us a nice little deal. It seems that the 007 Go-Go club at the Shelbourne Hotel in Miami Beach wanted everyone to have fun and had a lot of female tourists who got bored and left. The club offered us guys free drinks if we would ask the girls to dance. Our first night had the club change the rules. We drank them dry and they instituted a drink an hour limit on us. One of the songs that got us up and dancing with the vacationing tourists was “SATISFACTION”!! A couple of months later I would be on the road with the Rolling Stones and the biggest problem would be getting them to play “SATISFACTION”!! . It wasn’t until I read Keith’s Life that I figured out that he may have been concerned about playing it live at the time.
By the time I got to New York, the office was in a flurry as they got ready to send the Stones out on the road in ’65. At about 3 PM, Allen called me over and said, “I want you to go on the road with the Stones and represent me in the box office.” I had a few hours to pack and get ready, which was interesting in itself. I lived in Newark, New Jersey, but my clothes weren’t there. Unbeknownst to anyone in the office, Candy Leigh had literally taken me under her wing and my clothes were at her apartment. While being closer in Manhattan, it presented another problem as I didn’t have a key to the apartment and had to get my clothes. Candy was in a closed door meeting with Allen and the other key Stones people. Time was running out. She did manage to get an envelope passed out of the meeting to me with the key in it. The person that gave the envelope to me figured out that it was a key but kept it quiet..I think. He confronted me years later. 
This tour led to my first airplane flight ( it was on a Marin 404 twin prop ), my first rock and roll tour and wild and crazy times..
Representing Allen in the box office became an interesting proposition as Allen had removed comp tickets from the promoter agreements These are the tickets that the promoter’s give to the press, friends, family, politicians, etc.. Every time I went to a box office to do the accounting and pick up the money, I had to compute the total ticket sales. Every promoter freaked when they realized they had to pay for their giveaways and would threaten me. Most of them calling me a little punk, I wouldn’t leave alive, they would break my arm or leg….. I would collect the cash and send it off immediately.. Sometimes the promoters would appear at my hotel room, wanting the money back..but, “it’s in the mail” always worked to get them off my back..
