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Meeting the Cowsill family - all nine of them - is one of the nicest things that could possibly happen to anyone. They're charming, delightful, full of fun and obviously very much in love with life—and each other. They're always smiling and their smiles radiate a warmth which any visitor to their home feels the moment they walk through the door.
And, let's face it, the Cowsills have a lot to smile about. In a matter of a few short months they have become one of the hottest properties in the pop music world, and their records sell quicker than Pepsi on a desert island.
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Some people have called the talented family from Newport, R.I., an "overnight sensation." But nothing could be further from the truth. The Cowsills have been waiting a long, long time to be discovered. And the story of how they struggled and almost starved to get the recognition they deserved is so unbelievable, that one imagines that some seedy press agent must have dreamed it up. Only, in the case of the Cowsills, the "unbelievable" story is true!
It all started back in July, 1946, when a beautiful, 17-year-old girl called Barbara Russell married a very handsome sailor named Bud Cowsill. They had but two dreams:
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to live a long and happy married life, and to raise a large family.
The first baby Cowsill arrived in January, 1948, and they named him Bill. Then, to cut a long story short, came Bob and Dick (twins), Paul, Barry, John and Susan. But we're jumping ahead . . .
Bud, who traveled around the world many times with the Navy, always brought souvenirs home from the countries he visited, and these usually took the shape of musical instruments. He also brought home a lot of the sort of songs Navy men usually know, and was delighted,
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