How convenient for Trina to have an older brother named Barry who can go around shooting at innocent bystanders such as myself for imaginary wrongs never committed at least by me in order to defend her honor against imaginary attacks that actually never happened. I really don't remember much about Trina and I doubt that anyone gave much thought to the idea of tinkers and tailors and other book titles that we never read anyway or junk dealers that we never heard of. I never had an older brother to defend me in that way so perhaps I am fortunate in that way.