“Best as I could tell, he was minding a big sterilizer full of jam jars on the stove. He had the tongs in one hand, but mostly he busied himself singing Technotronic’s “Pump Up the Jam,” and dancing around. “You are killing me with that song,” his twin sister Daphne complained. The two of them looked to be high school aged. “This is what I sing when we make jam.”
