Herb [Gart] stopped by on his way back to New York. I played him a new song or two, and he particularly liked one that started out “Would you really come and live with me?” He asked what the title was, and I told him there wasn’t one. I couldn’t decided on any single line that represented the entire song. I handed him my notebook, opened to the ninth page, so he could see for himself. Laughing, he said, “Just call it ‘Page 9.’” I thought it was funny, and thanked him for the idea.