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I was 18, it was freshman year and I was at Elmira College in Elmira, NY, a small undistinguiished liberal arts college in upstate New York. I was on the radio station and had access to records, a small advantage back then... but it gave me the chance to hear stuff no one else could. Tommy and Workingman's Dead prevailed. I was a bit of a fan of The Asylum Choir, loved Leon, whose first album had just come out and there was a Marc Benno record sitting there at the station. I fell in love with "Second Story Window" and simultaneously with a girl named Sharon Imade her come up to my room and listen to this great song on my shitty stereo. "... and you know who your friends are, by looking in their eyes..." I was so in love. At the end of the year I never saw her again. She was so beautiful and I was so in love. She sent me a postcard I still have. I'm happily married now and really since, and it all turned out well for me. Not for her. She didn't last long, committed suicide in about 1980 and, well, I think of her from time to time. You're in there, too. Glad you made it. I just listened to that song for maybe the first time in 40 years. It all comes back. The single most romantic thing: we were walking down the street and she asked if I'd like a piece of gum. Sure, I said, and she bit off half of hers and gave it to me. Hope things worked out well for you. Robbie