In the mid-70's my husband and I went to Lake Tahoe to see The Carpenters. Later that night (or maybe I should say early the next morning) we were at a Black Jack table and Richard and Karen Carpenter sat down at the same table to play. Karen had never played before and her brother was trying to teach her. I had never played before either, so we were talking and laughing about our lack of skill. They were real nice down to earth kids. Sure miss her beautiful voice.