Chapter 1

Back when I was turning nine years old, I started singing!

Every song on the radio, every song I heard, I sang along with. I would always ask if I could hear the song again, from the beginning if possible. I sang and whoever was around to listen ... was my audience.

By the time I was eleven I was entering competitions. That was also when my nine-year-old sister asked to sing with me. She was cute and everything, but I was a solo act!

Dad made it perfectly clear that I was to give my sister a chance, so I had a kind of 'audition' for her, up in my room. I asked her to select something and sing along with it. She selected Carly Simons song, "Nobody Does it Better."

"All right Joanie, that's a pretty song, for a pretty girl!" I said with a smile.

"Well, sing it with me, please?" she said, giving me such a look—it melted me.

"OK, you start it and I'll come in."

"Thanks Jerry, I won't let you down!"

She was always listening to me sing, always watching how I did different things. I sure hope that she doesn't suck—I started the song.

"Nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby you're the best"

HOLY CRAP! She's great—I started singing with her.

"I wasn't looking,
but somehow you found me
I tried to hide from your love light,
but like heaven above me
the spy who loved me
is keeping all my secrets safe tonight"

During the interlude she looked at me funny!

"The way that you hold me
whenever you hold me
There's some kind of magic inside you... "

The song kept going, but by now I was hugging my sister because she is so good and so pretty.

I saw Mom and dad in the doorway, both crying as the song finished.

"Thanks Jerry, I've been wanting you to hear me sing. Go back to being a solo act, you're very good," Joanie said.

"Hell No, sis—We're a team now, you and me—unless you don't want to sing with me?"

"Kids," mom said rubbing tears away, "That was so beautiful—your voices blended perfectly. I don't know where you got the singing talent you have, but that doesn't matter. You're good enough to win anything you two enter."

Dad remarked, "It was very good, although watching my kids sing a love song to one another seemed strange."

That was how it all started, back in '77. Mom and dad got us some matching performance clothes, only three sets since we would be growing out of them rather quickly.

By the time I was sixteen and she was fourteen, we were a local phenomenon, having won everything in our region, even performing at school dances for money.

This was 1983, before TV shows like The Voice, American Idol and X Factor; so finding places to perform was getting more difficult.

Now, my sister Joan went from cute and precocious, to a knockout with beautiful eyes, a great looking butt and ... a nice pair of tits. Not too big, but she realized I liked them, by glancing every now and then, but looking up into her eyes.

Some of our favorite music was from Air Supply, "Every Woman in the World," "All Out of Love" and "Here I Am" were our favorites. Audiences got a kick out of us singing "Young Love" and "Two Less Lonely People in the World," as well.