A man was born in the year nineteen forty eight and died twenty years later in the year nineteen twenty eight. How is this possible?

son of the morning, evenings first star being of beauty, only from afar sweltering suffocation, your gift for daring too close the wise will learn from your lesson, lest we all roast

The radio star was my mother. Two teenage slackers are my children. The man on the moon is my image.

Food of immortals Feast of deities, out of mortals’ reach Tastes like anything you want it to be

There are five of us. Canada and the US share us. Four of us retain Native American names, one an Anglicized version of the French. To remember our names, check your HOMES. We are fresh and visit both our friend Lawrence and a famous American miss.