He loves red socks, hates phonies, is an ardent movie fan. Shy and easygoing, he’s monarch of all he surveys at home, rules with iron hand—and tender heart...
“You’re a lousy actor,” the redhead told him—and Greg and Ken began a friendship that thrived on hardtack and hope and survived one man’s leap to success...
They call him everything from the Lincoln of Hollywood to the Great Lover of 1945. But the truth lies somewhere in between, as you will see in this story of his life....
The boy asked the questions, the man-to-be tried to answer them. “Why am I lonely? Why can’t I be as happy as other kids? Why? Why?” For John Kerr, the answers came slowly, and the years of searching inevitably left their mark....