Two Septembers ago I sat alone in an office built for six, yearning for the sound of another human voice. Then so many chimed in at once that I retreated to a smaller box next door. With more voices on the way, it's time for us to move. Gimme a C — a bouncy C:

Here's the story of a man named Spande, who was bringing up four very lovely boys. One of them had wigs of gold, like his mother; he scared the youngest one.

Here's the story of a Nielsen Hayden, who was busy with three girls of her own. They're four women, but not together: There is a wall of stone.

Till the one day when the Spande met Teresa, and they knew it was much more than a hunch: That this group should somehow form an office. That's the way we all became the Broadway Bunch.

The Broadway Bunch. The Broadway Bunch. That's the wayyyy we becaaaaame the Broadway bunch ....