I'm baaaacccck.
Yes, JR is of course right, not only would I like to write a bio of FF, I
am writing a bio of FF, though it is not a typical biography. It is more about my journey finding out the truth about this enigmatic woman (I just typed enigmanic--where's Dr. Freud when you need him?). It is tentatively titled
The Frances Labyrinth and will probably be available circa 2025 or so.
Re: Barbara Harris. This is one of my 4 or so anecdotes that I share regularly. Ms. Harris evidently rented from my Uncles for years in NYC. When my last Uncle died and I went back to NYC to clean up his estate, we were going through his office and came upon a locked drawer in a file cabinet or desk (can't remember which). We of course thought we would discover mounds of cash and/or treasures. In breaking open the drawer we were instead greeted with hundreds of PR photos of Ms. Harris, many of which were personally inscribed to my Uncle. Weird, eh? A couple of years ago Jeff Sweet forwarded Ms. Harris' Arizona address to me and I wrote her (I had just MD'd The Apple Tree, so there was at least a semi-non-stalking tack to my tome) and told her about our "find" and asked her if she remembered my Uncles and why he would have so many pics of her. I never heard back from her.

I have personally witnessed a BK Three Mile Island, if not a complete Chernobyl. Be afraid, be very afraid. And whatever you do, have some Sudafed handy.
