By the man who "discovered" Marilyn Monroe working in an airplane factory and shot pictures of her on-site that ultimately landed her her first modelling contract. That's all well and good, but Conover claims to have been close to Marilyn for the rest of her life, and his accounts of their sporadic meetings are simply not credible. I first read this when I was ten, having found it in the bargain bin at Walgreen's, and still nurture a certain fondness for it, as one of my earliest trash-lit favorites.