This was one of the first books produced for mass consumption immediately following the death of Frank Sinatra in 1998. It is a basic Time-Life compilation, with mucho photographs and many close-ups, both professional and candid. My favourites are the basic 1950s, with the white shirt, tie clasp, and Cavanaugh hat. The man had style.
I remember being in Beverly Hills on my way back to my car from a medical appointment and looking across the street to the chapel where the memorial services for Francis Albert had just ended and watching the long line of film and music stars stream outside. A week later, I was on my way to a meeting in Palm Springs, and wouldn't you know it, stuck at an intersection as the long line of funeral cars proceeded to the cemetery for his burial. In other words, I remember his death because of my appointments. Nicely planned, Frank, nicely planned.
I am not a hero worshipper, but have always had a fascination for Sinatra. His story is fascinating dealing with a career and personal life that had many lows, but his story was always how he rebounded to greater success. Since I have read a half dozen books on his life, there was not much new information, however, the picture coverage was excellent. I have always had a fascination for rebellious, non politically correct people. Those that were in tune with the mores and standards of the forties and fifties would be terribly out of step in this generation. Imagine, Clark Gable used the word "damn" in Gone With the Wind and was almost censured out of the business. But, it's hell growing old, one of the youngsters in my life asked me why I was concerned about something way back in the "19"teens. Maybe she's right.
I got completely sucked into this book. I'm not a huge Sinatra fan (Dino is my favorite member of the Rat Pack), but it is so beautifully put together.