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FOR MY CHILDREN,
CARRIE AND TODD
CONTENTS
BY CARRIE FISHER
M Y MOTHER HAS AN AMAZING memory. She doesnt seem to remember things utterly and all at once. Her recollections can come gradually, or theyve been known to come to her intermittently, even late at night and suddenlymaybe on a plane, when entering an elevator, deciding not to exercise, not to go to bed yet, to spend time reading, watching TV, or returning calls, while eating or alone.
The bottom line is that shes never quite gotten to that bottom line. In the end, the end gets farther and farther away. Just when you think youve heard her last word on a subjecta vivid and vast assortment of reflectionsyou find that youve been happily swept up into another anecdote long forgotten, hoisting memorys anchor, embarking on a new long-forgotten cruise, sailing storied seas on the S.S. Other Hand . Or shes embroiled in some new epic misadventureone of her kids abruptly gets married, the other chats gaily about her electroshock therapy, a fan catches fire. I mean, what the hell! She lives two livesone of them public, the other private. Some she lives concurrently, others one at a time, in or out of order. Always, she is who she is: a good person, a kind personwhich would be a fine thing if these were qualities that are consistently rewarded. But as most of us know, they are not. Which is one of the things very vividly demonstrated in this book.
My mother has lived a long and at times unendurably eventful life. Yet she keeps living it, keeps enduring, applying makeup, trying not to remember how unreal it all seems at times, writing checks, sleeping late, voting Republican and Democratic, answering the who the hell could that be phone. Did she really make all those movies, marry those morons, sing those songs, dance those dance steps, pretend to know all those people she didnt know from Adam, Eve, or Uncle Wally from Tucson? Singing for more than a few suppers, skipping breakfast, even lunching with ladies who had, at some point, been men?
This isnt a tell-allwhat book is? This book is what all memoirs area tell-some. Its not the telling that counts, though, as much as whos doing the telling and from what point they are telling it. Well, as you know, my mother is doing the telling here and telling her story from a point in her life where she can see farther and better than ever before.
Ill stop here so you can go and enjoy reading her story as much as I enjoyed reading it and contributing my colorful and, at times, annoying part of it. After all, Im her daughter and her neighbor, and I have custody of her granddaughter.
So hoist this introductory anchor and cruise down memory lane with Debbie, a journey flooded with extraordinary anecdotes from an extraordinary woman. I oughta know.
I N 1988 I WROTE AN autobiography entitled Debbie: My Life . At the time I had recently married my third husband. My life was chaotic, but I was very happy. I called my new husband brave, loyal, and loving. How wrong I was!
When I read the optimistic ending of my last memoir now, I cant believe how naive I was when I wrote it. In Unsinkable , I look back at the many years since then and, in the second part of the book, share my memories of a film career that took me from the Miss Burbank contest of 1948 to the work I did in 2012. I was a simple kid who was thrown into the wonderful world of show business. Ive loved every moment.
These are my recollections. If you remember things differently, send me your versionbut only if its funnier.
Thanks for sharing this journey with me. To paraphrase Bette Davis: Fasten your seatbelts. Ive had a bumpy ride.
I T WAS GOING TO BE a perfect day.
In May 1984, I got married for the third time. Like my first two husbands, Richard asked me to marry him soon after we met. I held back.
When I was a young contract player at MGM, I met a handsome man who was the biggest recording star of the 1950s, Eddie Fisher. He was a success in records and also in the new medium of television with his program Coke Time with Eddie Fisher . When we got married, the press called us Americas Sweethearts. Eddie was my first loveand my first divorce. Eddies best friend, movie producer Mike Todd, spent a lot of time with us while we were dating. Mike fell in love with Elizabeth Taylor. Eddie and I stood up for Mike and Elizabeth when they were married. When Mike was killed in a horrible plane crash, I took care of their children while Eddie comforted Elizabeth. Then Eddie left our two small children and me for Elizabeth. (You knew youd be hearing about them in this story, didnt you? The scandal made headlines around the world. People still talk about it to this day.)
My second husband was a very wealthy businessman, Harry Karl. His family owned a chain of shoe stores worth many millions of dollars. Harry was older than me, but he courted me until I said yes to his proposal. He gave my children and me stability and a family life that lasted for many years. I let him take care of all our business while I took care of our home and his wardrobe. The trouble with Harry was that he loved gambling more than he loved me and our family. He squandered all of his money and then went through everything I had earned. When I found outthirteen years into our marriageeverything fell apart.
When Richard proposed to me, it had been twenty-six years since Eddie Fisher left me for Elizabeth Taylor, in 1958. That seemed like a lifetime ago. The nightmare of my second marriage had ended ten years before, and after being a rich mans trophy wife Id vowed never to marry again. Id worked to pay off millions of dollars of Harrys gambling debts, and Id rebuilt my life. At fifty-two, I didnt want to spend the rest of it alone, afraid of loving again. Id known Richard less than a year, but marrying him felt right. We seemed to be kindred spirits. I was comfortable with him. We talked for hours and hours, yet it seemed like minutes. I was happy to be in love again.
So a few months after Richard proposed, I decided to take a chance and marry him.
That being said, I was glad when Ruta Lee gave me a copy of her prenuptial agreement, to protect myself just in case. Ive known Ruta since my early days at MGM. Shed played one of the seven brides for seven brothers in the musical of the same name. Leave it to my famous bride girlfriend to have a prenup handy, but then, we do live in Hollywood. After all Id been through, Ruta thought it would be wise for me to ensure that I wouldnt get hurt again. Richard read it for a few hours, then signed it, to prove that he loved me for myself, not for my money.
I was booked to perform on a cruise leaving from Miami for a week that May, so we decided to get married in Florida and spend our honeymoon at sea. This arrangement was good for me because I thrive on working. It was good for Richard because he enjoyed watching me work. I planned a small wedding, with only my closest friends and family. My mother, Maxene, and my brother, Bill, along with my son, Todd, my daughter, Carrie, and a few friends, were flying in. Several days before the wedding, Richard and I checked into a large suite at the Ambassador Hotel. My good friends Nancy and Joe Kanter agreed to let us have the ceremony at their beautiful bay-front home on a nearby secluded Miami street. Nancy and I made all the arrangements quickly and quietly, without informing the press.
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