Mr. S

Frank Sinatra’s former valet & aide dishes on the fifteen years he spent working for Ol' Blue Eyes in this memoir that’s “sordid, trashy, funny, and so rat-a-tat with its smart inside info” (Liz Smith). “With its improbably witty prose, this exercise in deep dish never makes you feel like taking a shower. It’s the one Sinatra tome that doesn’t stint on rageaholism or sexual addiction or the affection this kind of split personality still engenders. A.” — Entertainment Weekly As the right hand