Okay, so you are sitting there wondering what the heck are *Second Generation* Saigon Kids.

Well … they are the off-spring of First Generation Saigon Kids (you know like you are First Generation and your children are Second Generation Saigon Kids). Duh! I guess that wasn’t rocket science – now was it!?! – LOL

Now the story goes like this – once upon a time, back in the good ol’ days around 1960, in a far, far away place called Saigon there lived a loud mouth bratty beer drinking girl chasing Marlboro smoking cussing baseball playing rock n roll dancing teenage kid who thought he was, as Bo Diddley would say, “I’m an M – A – N … mannnnnn!”

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Today Frank sent a picture of him standing next to the bust of Dalida in Montmartre. You can view it by clicking here.

This got me thinking about Dalida and her music – and how every so often a person comes along who was born to sing, and through their music they change the [...]