Good bye, Dan. Thank you.
Twin Sons of Different Mothers is one of my favorite albums of all time. I remember reading a record review in the day that described it as a "go to" record -- or however it might have been put in 1978 (I don't really remember). The gist of it was that it should be kept handy because it was an album you could play when you just didn't know what you really wanted to hear -- and it was always the perfect choice. Almost 30 years later, I still know all the words to those songs; I tap my toes, drum the steering wheel with my thumbs, and cry. I had a best friend at the time -- heh, after more than 30 years she's still my best friend -- and people used to mistake us for sisters all the time. Heh, they still do that, too. It was funny because she really did have a sister named Vicky. We always laughed that we were Twin Daughters of Different Mothers.