And yet another example... In my early teen years I readily accepted the fact that to most of my brother Jeff's guy friends, I did not exist. There would always be that awkward moment of passing one of his buddies in the hall of Wheatley High where they would not even meet my glance let alone dare to acknowledge the younger sister. Then I would see Don approaching and know that I would get a wave or a nod with that special grin of his. Even to the younger sister who was years away from being cool, Don was the real deal. Leslie Sinnott