Sharon. Gal I had a major crush on when I was in High School. Sweetest, nicest gal anyone could ever want to meet. Developed bone cancer. Died. I'd gone back to see her from NYC where I was living. I had always hoped to return to Montreal and maybe get more serious than our age and circumstances allowed when we were younger. Found out she had felt that way about me, too. I have written many songs. None about her. Just don't know where to start. Maybe, someday, maybe.