But travel was rare—Sinatra liked to remain at home in his Californian compound.
Cohn did, but only after Sinatra agreed to a salary of just of $8,000.
Mia Farrow, whom Sinatra was in the process of divorcing, came in shortly after.
Yesterday, Martin Scorsese said he's tackling a Sinatra biopic.
My guess is that in 2060 the new Sinatra will still be the old one.
Or Sinatra, whose masculine voice emanated from a lithe female body.
Though ostensibly about Sinatra, the book is also a brilliant look at fame, family, and 1940s and '50s America.
So Sinatra simply chartered Dolly her own Learjet for the twenty-minute flight to Las Vegas.
Sinatra and Monroe Tied to Bogus Mafia Plot The Kennedys were famous for keeping glamorous company.
While not exactly the Ugly American, Sinatra provided plenty of his own homegrown ballast.