I had just gotten my driver’s license, was driving my first car (a Monza 2+2), and this pop star was, well, popular. Unbeknownst to me, about that same time two little Houstonian girls were waiting by their mailboxes, daily, for Mr Pop Star to reply to their letters. The year was 1977. Even now, all these years later, one can sense some bitterness; no reply was ever received. Was it this snub that jilted one of them toward becoming a... Read more