My Aunt Marsha ruled the family with a rod of iron. She was one wicked, mean woman.

My mother died when I was 12, and right after, my dad died in a car crash. I was 15 and had no family. The court sent me to live with my uncle and aunt in Missouri.

My mother had early-onset Alzheimer's, and it took her four years to die. She was only 44; I was 14.

I grew up in Hollywood during WWII, and my mother was afraid that my father was going to be drafted because she didn't think we were going to be able to live on army pay. She didn't want to have to get a job, so she decided to put me to work, and that's how I got started in the movies.

That doesn't mean I've ruled anything else in or out,

Life continues to be difficult. It always will be because that's just life. But I am so glad I have put some happiness into the world.