Sue and I were still in Oxford when I got a call from Arthur, who was now in architecture school. “Sandy, I’m really unhappy. I don’t like being in architecture school. I don’t like doing this.” “So what is it you want to do?” I asked. “I really love to sing,” he said. “You remember my high-school friend Paul, the guy who plays the guitar? We want to try our hand in the music business, but in order to do that, I have to have $400.” This was in 1964—$400 was a lot of money then. In fact, Sue and my entire savings amounted to just over that amount, but I sent the money off to Arthur immediately.
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