Addendum
Barry and I were already a “couple” by the summer of 1971,
travelling as frequently as we could between our parents’ homes in New York and
West Hartford. So I wondered why we had not gone to Carnegie Hall to see Carole
King. Barry just reminded me: that same evening (coincidentally, the night
after his birthday), he had bought tickets for us to see B.B. King at The
Filmore East, one of the last shows performed there before its June 27th
closing. So we were so close and yet so far….
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