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March 29, 2006


You've got Bucky all wrong. He's a gifted singer who performs with passion. He's different from the others, and that's what makes him unique.

As I mentioned to you, that's an hour of my life I won't get back. The bright spots for me were Katharine, Paris and Taylor. Chris is a close fourth. Otherwise, pretty lame show.

Hey, Dan. Stumbled across your blog and just thought I'd say "hi."

Thirty years ago, who would have thought two skinny, scruffy Hudson Valley teenagers like you and me would turn out to be so respectable. Well, you anyway.

Anyhow, hope you're well.

There's nothing like being a Hudson Valley teen-ager to prepare you for the challenges of life.

Great hearing from you, Jay. I can almost hear the rippling water of the creek behind Glenerie Chapel.

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