By Gregg WendorfAdvance News JournalSure, every generation has some form of music that their parents never understood. Fortunately, my mom played the piano, read sheet music, loved musical notes in all shapes and sizes, classical mainly; but I remember she was the one who tuned into the Ed Sullivan show on Feb. 9, 1964, just to watch the Beatles on our old black and white. I would turn 9 later that year, but by then I was already listening to “Ticket to Ride,” and “Hard Day’s Night,” etc.Then, I remember like it was yesterday, we were sitting at a stop ...