[on
Frank Sinatra] I still think that Frank Sinatra is bad-rapped. They're not so eager to tell about his generosity. We've been friends ever since that movie. I had a watch that my mother had given me, and I loved it. At the end of the film, Frank gave me a pinky ring that matched it perfectly. My mother said that I couldn't accept it, but Frank spoke to her. I have no idea what he told her, but he snowed her somehow, and I kept the ring.