I had three daughters….Geena was five. Jenny was seven, she, uh, she liked boys already. Julie was 9, she was, she was older. They all looked alike, Johnson, like Doreen. Doreen was my wife. DT. That was her nickname: Doreen Timpleman. She had a dog, Spider. Spider, the poodle. They’d wake me up all the time, Saturday mornings, you know, singin’ Beatles songs to me in harmony, the four of ’em. So cute, so cute. Doreen never never judged me, ya know, never nagged like, like some wives do. Just wanted me to take my shoes off so I didn’t wreck the carpet. That’s it. Doreen and the girls were very female. I was the oddball, ya know. Mr. Man. They adored me, Johnson…
