Singing In The Plymouth

Since this site has been up and running, I’ve gotten a fair number of questions about Howard as a kid.  Did he always write, was he always special, that sort of thing.  What may not be obvious in all this is that I was the kid sister, three years younger than Howard, so maybe my views are a bit skewed. Nevertheless, as adults, Howard and I endlessly discussed our family – analyzed, romanticized, told and retold stories that were pretty much true – or as true as our memories could make them.

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