My uncle and my grandfather both worked in the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

One of my earliest memories... I knew three full verses of the Star Spangled Banner when I was seven or eight years old. And one of the nuns discovered this phenomenon and I was actually sent around from classroom to classroom to do the whole thing.

After he recorded it, I had to stop singing it.

and then adds with a laugh, ''but in retrospect I think he may have been more sophisticated than we were.

It's almost enough to make you believe in Jung's notion of collective unconscious. If there is an American collective unconscious, Bobby had somehow tapped into it.

Honesty is the cruelest game of all, because not only can you hurt someone - and hurt them to the bone - you can feel self-righteous about it at the same time.