It was my sister Maureen who was responsible for my becoming a Reagan.
I thought the Secret Service would protect me from the press, but they were at my house to protect me from assassins with guns, not with assassins with pencils.
If you believe, so will they.
Hollywood was never great for children.
Being sent away to school was no different from my biological mother giving me away.
Dad sometimes patted me on the knee and called me his Little Schmuck.