Frank Sinatra has been the most eloquent and pervasive force in American music for over 50 years (PEOPLE, Sept. 15). To reduce his superstar status, his philanthropic generosity and his power in fighting civil outrages to a series of personal peccadilloes is an abuse of journalistic freedom. Not all your tabloid efforts, however, can diminish the triumph of this man who sang the bittersweet ballads that touched the lives of generations. Sinatra is Americana.
Angela M. Scime
Port Richey, Fla.
Hats off to Kitty Kelley and PEOPLE, a couple of journalistic rapists who know what sells and don’t give a damn about anything else. It is my considered opinion that Mr. Sinatra, for all the pleasure he has given the world for over four decades, deserves better at this point in his life than to have his closets—which we all have—opened for the umpteenth time.
Brian M. Foley
Maybe George Evans owes me $5.1 remember going to see Frank Sinatra in the ’40s and I jumped, screamed and yelled without any encouragement at all. The Fox Theater in Detroit was literally jammed with the same type of girls in bobby sox and saddle shoes, who felt the same way as I did.
Lillian E. Williams
Mr. Sinatra owes the public absolutely no explanations for the conduct of his private life. What he does owe us is entertainment and that he has given us—magnificently.
Pompano Beach, Fla.
Kitty Kelley’s book about Frank Sinatra may have others judging the man as a notorious tomcat, but his list of women includes some of the most famous names of our time. Don Johnson couldn’t hold a candle next to this guy. “Old Blue Eyes” must have had something going for him to attract such a following. I hate to admit this because I don’t agree with this type of life-style, but I’m impressed.
When I read the account of Frank Sinatra’s life, I was filled with deep gratitude that I’m not part of the Hollywood scene. That which is presented to us as the “high life,” where reality is the stuff of sweet dreams, where glitz, glamour, fame, wealth and adulation, is really no more than a cruel front for greed, lust, sadness, loneliness and heartbreak in the midst of an amoral game of musical relationships. I really pity Mr. Sinatra and those caught up in the same cellophane world.
Green Bay, Wis.
I always cry during a really good film, on occasion when reading a really good book, but never while reading a really good magazine article. That is, until I began reading your moving article on the Hoyt family. What a story!
Deans P. Lynch
Frank Sinatra? Ava Gardner? Elizabeth Taylor? Even they would have to admit that the Hoyt family are the true celebrities of your Sept. 15 issue. Thank you for restoring my faith.
Newport Beach, Calif.
I, for one, will do my part to help Sean Penn fulfill his obsessive desire for privacy. He wants to be left alone? Fine. I’ll ignore his latest picture, Shanghai Surprise. His next picture? I’ll ignore that one too. Maybe enough of us who are thoroughly disgusted by his adolescent behavior will ignore him to the point where no one will offer him another role. Believe me, I can get over that loss. Then he can enjoy all the anonymity he so richly deserves. He makes John McEnroe look like Miss Manners.
It is with complete disbelief I comment on attorney Richard Essen and his “talent” for keeping his “drunk” clients out of jail. “Within the boundaries of ethics”? I doubt the man has any idea what ethics are, let alone practices them. The number of repeat offenders for drunk driving is astounding and Mr. Essen has been personally responsible for escalating that deadly statistic. I hope no one in his family is ever on the receiving end of one of those drivers. Then we would see how quickly he comes to their defense.
Linda Duncan Cohen
Santa Fe, N.Mex.
Lawyers like Richard Essen are a disgrace.
Manhattan Beach, Calif.
I would like to apologize to each and every agent of the United States Secret Service for the outrageous and unkind remarks attributed to my brother Michael. Agents are not “baby-sitters” but a statutory and necessary protection for Presidents, their families, political candidates and visiting heads of state. They are expertly trained, highly motivated individuals who provide security in these tumultuous times. I must also say that the spouses of the detail agents have borne many hardships because of my extended travel schedule. They are a fearless and understanding credit to themselves, their families and to the Service. Again, my apologies for any humiliation caused by a misplaced attempt at humor.
Michael Reagan replies, “To my sister, my wife, the President, all the Secret Service agents and friends who were led to believe I actually meant those things about the agents who protect me and my family, I apologize.”