I like to say the Lane house is one of the many houses in Glendale I grew up in. Karen Lane, aka “Mrs. Lane”, was always good at keeping me in check. Her classic “Oh, Marty” usually meant I had crossed the line. As she turns 80, TKO pays tribute.
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