I was ten years old in 1974 when my Dad remarried. My one contribution to the ceremony was insisting that “You’ve Got A Friend” be played. It was wishful thinking, I suppose — they divorced in 1981.
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It was my sophomore year at WSU ( Pullman, WA) that we played my roommate’s record endlessly with the windows open to the courtyard below.
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I was ten years old in 1974 when my Dad remarried. My one contribution to the ceremony was insisting that “You’ve Got A Friend” be played. It was wishful thinking, I suppose — they divorced in 1981.
It was my sophomore year at WSU ( Pullman, WA) that we played my roommate’s record endlessly with the windows open to the courtyard below.