Love, Lucy by Lucille Ball: Grade A
I have been a huge fan of Lucille Ball since I was about…4 years old. For as far back as I can remember I wanted to be her—one of the best things we can do for others is to share a smile, and Lucy quite literally wrote the book. To this day when I need a quick pick me up I pop in one of my I Love Lucy dvds and let the good times roll. My close friend, knowing my lifelong
…errr adoration, came across this book and instantly thought of me. I had mixed expectations. I knew it could be epic, but I don’t normally read biographies so I wasn’t sure how well I could get into the book. Oh was I wrong. I read it in two sittings, only because I was interrupted by trivial things such as work and sleep. The book was so inspiring that I found myself once again yearning for Lucy’s career. I’ve said it several times; I was born in the wrong decade. I would LOVE to be a comedienne, but I don’t think any love of my work could lure me into the crazy paparazzi driven world that Hollywood is today. Lucy had her fair share of intrusions, no doubt about that, from the gossip over her husband's indiscretions to the birth of her son being considered one of the biggest events of 1953. Can you think what she would face today? Why can’t we just be satisfied with observing the talents of performers instead of stalking them around the supermarket? But I digress.
I wholeheartedly loved this book and would recommend it to any fan of Lucy’s. She actually dictated the book in the 60’s at the height of her career, but was afraid to publish for fear of hurting her ex-husband Desi. It wasn’t until after her death that her children discovered and printed the manuscript. Personally, I thought her testimony was the most forgiving of any I have heard. She addressed the romance, the fights, the happy family times and the end without specifically mentioning the wrongs done. For me, the highlights of the book were actually at the very beginning, long before the TV show, when she was a young woman with grand aspirations—so inspiring.
My father noticed what I was reading, and commented to me that his grandmother had actually been Lucille's babysitter when she was young. How cool is that? Six degrees of separation--or in this case fewer.Recommendation: Very inspiring and worth it for any fans of Lucille or old Hollywood in general.
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