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March 2, 2018 11:52 PM

........“He picked me up and drove to the airport,” she said. “I remember when I got in the car, the radio was playing one of his records, and he said, ‘That’s your boy.’ I forget which hotel we stayed in, but Frank had arranged for a room for me and one for him, which I found very considerate. I spent the night in his room, of course, but still thought it was very nice of him to arrange for two rooms.

After checking into the hotel, we went to his suite and the phone was ringing as we walked in the door. Frank answered it and said, ‘Yes, Captain. Okay, General. Yes, boss. Uh-huh. Okay, boss. Bye-bye.’ It was Lauren Bacall. He shook his head, saying she was too pushy for words. I was quite surprised that she’d called him, knowing we were together, but I hadn’t realized the extent of their relationship at the time.”

“A few days later I agreed to go to Palm Springs with him. He said he wanted to cook pasta for me. In his house, there was an icon to Ava—a little painting of her on the wall going up the stairs with a candle underneath that he lit every day. It was a shrine to her. He talked about her all the time and how she had walked out on him and how he had lost his voice. He said he was so depressed that he shouldn’t go out of the house during the day because he didn’t want anyone to see him. He kept talking about the pain he felt at being rejected, and the terrible humiliation. I’ll never forget it.”

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March 2, 2018 8:54 PM

As if to get even, Frank seemed to need to humiliate others, women especially.

“He’s a little twisted sexually,” said Jacqueline Park, an actress who later became the mistress of Jack Warner. “There are a lot of odds and ends in his sex life. He loved call girls for orgies and he liked to see women in bed for kicks, but not all the time.… I didn’t see him again because he wanted me to go to bed with another woman.… There were a lot of women who fell in love with Frank but he’d reject them and throw them over. There’s a monster in him who wants to screw the world before it screws him—hurt people before they hurt him. Then he feels guilty about being so ugly, and that guilt makes him a Mr. Nice Guy and so he does favors for some of the girls he’s used or rejected. When Joi Lansing, who was a regular bedmate of Frank’s for years, was dying of leukemia, he paid for all of her hospital bills.”

Although Frank dated other women, his secret relationship with Lauren Bacall was already being whispered about among their close friends. Noel Coward, who attended Frank’s New Year’s party in Palm Springs, commented on her possessiveness in his diary January 1, 1956, saying, “Frankie is enchanting as usual and, as usual, he has a ‘broad’ installed with whom he, as well as everyone else, is bored stiff. She is blond, cute, and determined, but I fear her determination will avail her very little, with Betty Bacall on the warpath.”

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March 2, 2018 8:56 PM

As the party ended, Frank asked the Bogarts to stay on. Lauren Bacall wanted to, but her husband insisted they leave. In the car going home she said, “We should have stayed.”

Her husband disagreed. “No, we shouldn’t,” he said. “You must always remember we have a life of our own that has nothing to do with Frank. He chose to live the way he’s living—alone. It’s too bad if he’s lonely, but that’s his choice. We have our own road to travel, never forget that—we can’t live his life.”

There was no one in Hollywood whom Frank admired more than Humphrey Bogart. He worshiped the cynical, outspoken fifty-six-year-old actor as an artist, and looked up to him as a kind of mentor, continually asking him what books to read, knowing that Bogart had a thorough grounding in the classics.

Bogart, in turn, was amused by Frank’s mercurial temperament. “He’s kind of a Don Quixote, tilting at windmills, fighting people who don’t want to fight,” he said. “He’s a cop-hater. If he doesn’t know who you are and you ask him a question, he thinks you’re a cop. Sinatra is terribly funny. He’s just amusing because he’s a skinny little bastard and his bones kind of rattle together.”

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March 2, 2018 8:57 PM

On February 29, 1956, Humphrey Bogart was diagnosed as having throat cancer. He required surgery and radiation treatments to contain the malignancy. Unfortunately, the doctors operated too late, and Bogie had less than a year to live. As one of his closest friends, Frank visited him regularly when he was in town.

“It wasn’t easy for him,” said Lauren Bacall. “I don’t think he could bear to see Bogie that way or bear to face the possibility of his death. Yet he cheered Bogie up when he was with him—made him laugh—kept the ring-a-ding act in high gear for him. He did it all the only way he knew how, and he did it well.”

Bogie loved to hear about the practical jokes Frank played on their friend, Swifty Lazar, and applauded the lengths to which he would go to torment the tiny, bald-headed agent whose obsession with cleanliness was a familiar joke within the Rat Pack.

In October, when Frank was playing the Sands, he sent a chartered plane to Los Angeles to fly Cole Porter, Martha Hyer, Harry Kurnitz, Nancy Berg, Mike and Gloria Romanoff, the Burt Allenbergs, and Lazar to Las Vegas to celebrate Lauren Bacall’s thirty-second birthday. Bogie did not attend. Instead, he spent the day on his boat with his son.

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March 2, 2018 8:59 PM

“He was somewhat jealous of Frank,” said Lauren Bacall many years later. “Partly because he knew I loved being with him, partly because he thought Frank was in love with me, and partly because our physical life together, which had always ranked high, had less than flourished with his illness.”

This was the closest Bacall ever came to admitting her passion for Frank during the time that her husband was dying. “It was no secret to any of us,” said playwright Ketti Frings, who visited Bogart at home during his last days. “Everybody knew about Betty and Frank. We just hoped Bogie wouldn’t find out. That would have been more killing than the cancer.”

On Monday, January 14, 1957, Humphrey Bogart died, three weeks after his fifty-seventh birthday. Frank was performing in New York at the Copa when he got the news. He canceled his next two appearances, telling his agents, “I can’t go on. I wouldn’t be coherent.” He called Lauren Bacall in California and offered her his house in Palm Springs for two weeks, then canceled three more shows. But he still couldn’t bring himself to fly to the West Coast for the funeral.

The rest of the Bogart Rat Pack was there in full force, with David Niven, Swifty Lazar, and Mike Romanoff serving as pallbearers. Adolph Green and Betty Comden flew in from New York. Nunnally Johnson flew in from Georgia. Frank remained in Manhattan. He pleaded laryngitis, but close friends suspected that he had developed a crippling case of what George Evans once called “the guilt germs.”

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March 2, 2018 9:00 PM

During 1957, Frank was being seen with Lauren Bacall, escorting her to premieres, dinner parties, and weekends in Palm Springs.

“Frank and I had become a steady pair,” she said. “We flew to Las Vegas for The Joker Is Wild opening—he took me to the Pal Joey opening in town—at all his small dinner parties, I was the hostess. People were watching with interest. It seemed to everyone—to his friends, to mine—that we were crazy about each other, that we were a great pair; that it wouldn’t last; that Frank would never be able to remain constantly devoted, monogamous—yet that maybe with me, he would.”

Bacall galloped toward marriage while Frank tried to rein her in, calling friends and asking them to get him out of the relationship. One night, Jule Styne invited them for a quiet dinner.

“Well … you know … going with Betty … I’d like to make it more than a quiet dinner,” said Frank. “I’d like to have someone else talking, or else it gets too serious between her and me.”

To please Frank, Jule invited Mike Todd and Elizabeth Taylor. And to please Mike, he invited Eddie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds because they were having marital troubles.

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March 2, 2018 9:02 PM

“So there we were at the Beachcomber’s,” said Jule Styne. “First there was a great confrontation between Sinatra and Bacall. In the middle of it, my girl turns to Frank and says, ‘You’d be lucky to marry her.’ Well, that’s the last thing Frank wants to hear, and I give my girl a nudge, but immediately Frank hates me and my date.

Next thing, there’s a big hassle between Eddie and Debbie, and they’re carrying on across the table from each other. And Mike, trying to settle it down, says, ‘Come on, Debbie, Eddie’s a nice kid.’ In the meantime, Liz is irritated because she’s being ignored and sitting in the middle of this battlefield, and she tells Mike to mix out. Mike turns to me in a stage whisper and says, ‘Thanks, Jule, this is a wonderful idea. We ought to make it a regular weekly event.’ ”

It was months of what Bacall described as an “erratic” courtship. Frank would be “wildly attentive” one minute, and sullen the next. “He’d had so many scars from so many past lives—was so embittered by his failure with Ava—he was not about to take anything from a woman,” she said. “ ‘Don’t tell me—suggest.’ God knows how many times I heard that. But I didn’t know how to suggest.”

by Anonymous

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March 2, 2018 9:03 PM

Is that the book where Kelley cited interviews she did with Peter Lawford in 1985, despite the fact that he died in 1984?

by Anonymous

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March 2, 2018 9:03 PM

Deeply in love, she wanted nothing more than a wedding ring from Frank, but he vacillated until the evening of March 11, 1958, fourteen months after Bogart’s death, when he finally proposed.

“I must have hesitated for at least thirty seconds,” she said later.

That evening, they went to the Imperial Gardens on Sunset Boulevard to celebrate with Swifty Lazar. A young girl came to their table asking for autographs. Frank said, “Put down your new name.” After “Lauren Bacall,” Mrs. Bogart wrote “Betty Sinatra.”

“I was so happy, I wanted everyone to know that we were getting married, but I kept my mouth shut,” she said.

Frank left the next day for Miami, and Lazar took Bacall to the theater. During intermission, a columnist asked her if she and Frank were going to get married. “Why don’t you telephone Frank in Florida?” she said before admitting the truth, which Swifty confirmed minutes later. That night, she saw the headlines on the early edition of the morning paper: SINATRA TO MARRY BACALL

by Anonymous

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March 2, 2018 9:04 PM

Not knowing how he would react, Bacall phoned Frank in Miami to tell him what had happened. He didn’t call her back for days. When he did, he said, “Why did you do it? I haven’t been able to leave my room for days—the press are everywhere. We’ll have to lay low for a while, not see each other for a while.”

That was the last Lauren Bacall ever heard from Frank Sinatra. He didn’t speak to her again for six years, and then only in rage. When reporters asked him about the marriage report, he said, “Marriage? What for? Just so I’d have to go home earlier every night? Nuts!”

That night, Ava called Frank from Spain. “I hear you called off the marriage,” she said.

“What marriage?”

“The marriage to Betty Bacall.”

“Jesus. I was never going to marry that pushy female.”

Ava gleefully related the story every time the Sinatra-Bacall affair was mentioned to her.

Not so gleeful was Lauren Bacall, who wrote in her autobiography years later how devastated she was by Frank’s rejection. “To be rejected is hell, a hard thing to get over, but to be rejected publicly takes everything away from you,” she said. “But the truth also is that he behaved like a complete shit. He was too cowardly to tell the truth—that it was just too much for him, that he’d found he couldn’t handle it.”

Frank resented her book. “I think it was unfair, because there is another side to it,” he said, “but I’m not going to give it. Some things should rest.”

by Anonymous

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March 2, 2018 9:06 PM

[quote]Is that the book where Kelley cited interviews she did with Peter Lawford in 1985, despite the fact that he died in 1984?

Probably not, because Kitty Kelley's book on Frank Sinatra was called "His Way," not "My Way."

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March 2, 2018 11:52 PM