Bobby. “Heya.” Sammy. “WOO!” Bobby, why is there so much touching? “Sammy’s blind.” No. “Oh, yeah. Blind as a Batman.” That’s not right, either. “Since birth. Started out as Little Sammy Hagar. Played harmonica.” You’re talking about Stevie Wonder, Bobby. “Not enough people talk about Stevie Wonder.” True. What is this all about? “Charity thing. … Continue reading The First Time Ever I Touched Your Face