LUCKY ME.

LUCKY ME. Emily Yoffe’s article was timely for me because I have been reading LUCKY ME, which has just been published. It’s a recounting by Sachi Parker (with Frederick Stroppel) of her life with—“and without”–her mother, Shirley MacLaine. Mary Jane and I know and like Sachi, which makes it all the more painful to read about the events in her life, which include being put on a plane—all alone at the age of two!—to Japan to live with her father and his Japanese mistress—but not with her mother. And then, when she was a small child, her father often left her alone in the house at night to fend for herself in finding food. The stories continue in that vein, stories which are intriguingly told.

It occurred to me again how little we know about the dramas in the lives of our friends and our acquaintances. I know more about Sachi Parker now than about any other friend or acquaintance.

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