My musical life can be summed up in two words: Bee Gees. I have a very clear, very distinct memory of sitting in an elementary school swing singing "I Started A Joke." I've known, listened to and been crazy for their music for that long. Initially, Maurice was my favorite. He was cute, naturally, but also really funny. I would, shallowly, decide which Bee Gees' album I wanted to buy by which cover Maurice looked best on. Then, hormones kicked in, and, BAM , all my love went to Barry. Still thought Maurice was a doll, but, hey. . . I'm afraid I sort of took Robin for granted. Yes, his was the voice of that first song I remember singing, and he was Maurice's twin, but, well, someone in a group of three is going to come in third. Maurice, heartbreakingly, died in 2003. I cried on and off for days. For over a week, Robin has been gravely ill after battling back from colon and liver cancer. Barry, apparently...