When this book came out after Bing Crosby’s death, there was much discussion about it being true or not. Did Bing Crosby emotionally, verbally and physically abuse his four sons from his first marriage? Or was Gary Crosby just trying to make money to tide him over until he got his inheritance at the age of 65? Or was it partly true and partly exaggerated?
The book really wasn’t a hatchet job, though. There was much insight and introspection about why his parents raised their sons as they did. It’s not one of those memoirs where an adult child is trying to demonize a parent, and trying to make that parent responsible for all his or her addictions and unhappiness. Gary Crosby appeared to be taking full responsibility for his problems as an adult. Tracing the roots of them back to childhood was not necessarily an act of self-pity, although I've never met an alcoholic who wasn't self-pitying when drinking.
The one biggest problem of this book was Mr. Crosby’s continuous talk of his drinking, page after page after page. For the life of me, I don’t understand why ex-drinkers and ex-drug addicts go on and on and on about their drinking and drugging in the memoirs they write. Do they really think readers are that interested in all the details of their addictions? Or does it possibly make them high reliving those days?
One of the most interesting things about this memoir is how readers reacted to having a famous person’s image tarnished. Bing Crosby had a reputation of being the nicest and most easy-going soul, an almost saintly soul, such as his Father O’Malley character in two movies. Some readers totally denounced the book, some said his child rearing methods were typical of the time period, some sadly accepted it all must be true and gave up their beliefs of what he was like.
I remember absolutely loving Going My Way and The Bells Of Saint Mary’s, watching them on TV at Christmastime as a teenager. I would have refused to read this book as a teenager, but had no problem reading it now, since adults should no longer be idolizing anyone. After finishing it, I was left with the same belief I had when I started it, namely that no one knows exactly what went on in a family except those in the family.
P.S. Gary Crosby died of cancer when he was 62. Two of his brothers committed suicide as adults. The last surviving brother died of a heart attack at the age of 69.