tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241800167680113094.post2411343059671730607..comments2023-05-27T03:02:56.050-07:00Comments on The Secret Lives of Tracys: Hot August NightsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241800167680113094.post-128355423947591552015-08-27T09:49:26.955-07:002015-08-27T09:49:26.955-07:00One of the Top 10 Greatest Moments of My Entire Li...One of the Top 10 Greatest Moments of My Entire Life will always be singing the You Don't Give Me Flowers duet with you at your work party. Sigh. Good times. Good times.Cyndiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07885509323108335128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241800167680113094.post-26806970438252720652015-08-26T10:49:45.039-07:002015-08-26T10:49:45.039-07:00I, too, love me some Neil Diamond, but sadly not w...I, too, love me some Neil Diamond, but sadly not with the breadth and depth which you so beautifully describe here. (And thanks to you, I know who he is at all...if not for your influence, I probably wouldn't even know who sang "Sweet Caroline," or who the original singer of "Red, Red Wine" was. That's just a scary thought.) Simple as it is, my love for Neil Diamond can be summed up in 5 words: Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show. It's a pack up the babies and grab the old ladies kind of love. Halle halle.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08274275054280640700noreply@blogger.com