I really would rather have gone to New York, since all my training had been in theater, but I didn't have the guts to go there alone. I knew only one person in New York, and that was a man. What I needed was a woman. That's the way Southern girls thought.
This morning when I put on my underwear I could hear the fruit-of-the-loom guys laughing at me.
Some people are probably scratching their heads and saying, How did that happen? That's because some of the media didn't give the public the full story.

