Spencer Bailey

Five days, yeah.

And my head was so swollen that my dad said it looked like a basketball and my eyes were swollen shut.

But when I got to Lake Placid, Trent was like, where'd you get all the boo-boos or owies from?

And I just said, the Hopital.

Like it was as if like, you know, the event hadn't occurred.

I just related it to this time in the hospital, which is also where my first real memory comes from, which was holding a red fire truck in the playroom in the hospital.

Maybe my second memory would be that fourth birthday party we had in Lake Placid that our grandmother threw for us.

But to answer your question, I think it's a sort of yin-yang thing with Trent.

We have a very special twinship to this day.

Growing up, he played bass, I played drums.

I wrote, he took pictures.

It was a constant exploration of art, creativity, and life together.

He was a lacrosse goalie, actually, so Brandon and I used to shoot lacrosse balls at him.

And then he and Brandon would shoot hockey pucks at me.

So, you know, there was just this constant kind of exploration together.

But we also, at a certain point, I think, realized it's hard being Spencer hyphen and hyphen Trent.

You have to remove the hyphens at some point.

And as we got older, I think we figured out a really healthy way of...

I guess you could say carving our own identities while still staying really true to each other as twins.

And I still feel that way.