I didn’t grow up during Frank Sinatra’s heyday, but for some reason Mr. S: My Life with Frank Sinatra by his “domestic confidant” intrigued me. Well, I’m a few pages in and George Jacobs drops so many names and places that I have to pause for quick visual searches. Beyond the obvious–Mia, Ava, Sammy–I don’t... Continue Reading →
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