Chuck, Do they still make the special light bulbs with the little protuberances that make them look like stars? I remember that about the one over a neighbor's dining table. She was such a neat, fun and kind woman. Could play boogie woogie on the piano like nobody's business (Beat me Daddy, Eight to the Bar). When kids came over in the afternoon, she pulled a box of Krispy Kremes out of the freezer, turned on the GE oven and in a few minutes was serving hot delicious donuts to the gathering. She drove a Lincoln Mark IV. Lost too soon to breast cancer. Can't wait to see her again. Before they moved, she replaced her KM waterfall with a big honkin' LK combo and, dear heavens, was that thing loud!