Steve Harvey's ex-wife is playing the feud for all the world to see.

In a three-part YouTube tirade lasting 25 minutes, Mary Harvey, bashes the Family Feud host for allegedly cheating on her throughout their nearly 10-year marriage and then leaving her high and dry when they divorced in 2005.

"He turned my son against me, had me evicted from our house," Mary says. "I woke up, and everything was gone."

And with that, Harvey's lawyers immediately went to Defcon 5.

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"We are appalled and aware of the videos and other fabricated documents...which contained false, misleading, derogatory, disparaging, malicious, explicit and slanderous information about Mr. Harvey, his current wife and others," attorney Bobbie Edmonds said in a statement Monday.

"The ex-wife is fully aware of the court's current orders and permanent injunctions which prohibit either party, their lawyers or representatives from discussing and releasing information on the Internet and to the media. We are taking the necessary legal steps to rectify this matter to the full extent of the law and we will be seeking contempt and sanctions against her for such reprehensible and callous disregard for the court orders."

The estranged exes have a son, Broderick, who was born in 1997. Mary also has an adult son from a previous relationship, and Harvey has three children from his first marriage. Mary was his second wife.

Mary claims the Original Kings of Comedy funnyman was messing around with his future third wife, Marjorie, behind her back.

"With all the emails and the text messages, the different things that I was finding out about," she says, referring to the alleged affair, the camera panning to a typed page presented to be a lurid email between Harvey and Marjorie. "I thought the least he could do was make me whole at the end of it. He just left, walked out the door. Once he realized I was going to divorce him...he went [to our apartment in New York], and then [Marjorie] joined him there."

"Steve never said that he was sorry," Mary continues. "He had our housekeeper pack his belongings up and forward those belongings to New York."

She also says that Harvey is suing her in Texas because he blames her for not getting his own show on Oprah Winfrey's new cable network.

Edmonds, Harvey's lawyer, concluded: "We are saddened that the ex-wife has resorted to such devious and selfish behavior, with a reckless disregard for their minor son, her adult son and Mr. Harvey's other children."

In an interview with Essence in November 2009, Harvey called Marjorie "the best thing that ever happened to me in my entire life."

The two dated briefly 17 years ago, ultimately marrying in 2007.

"[God] took us all the way around the block, halfway around the world, and we got back to each other," Harvey said.

Steve Harvey's ex-wife is playing the feud for all the world to see.

In a three-part YouTube tirade lasting 25 minutes, Mary Harvey, bashes the Family Feud host for allegedly cheating on her throughout their nearly 10-year marriage and then leaving her high and dry when they divorced in 2005.

"He turned my son against me, had me evicted from our house," Mary says. "I woke up, and everything was gone."

And with that, Harvey's lawyers immediately went to Defcon 5.

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"We are appalled and aware of the videos and other fabricated documents...which contained false, misleading, derogatory, disparaging, malicious, explicit and slanderous information about Mr. Harvey, his current wife and others," attorney Bobbie Edmonds said in a statement Monday.

"The ex-wife is fully aware of the court's current orders and permanent injunctions which prohibit either party, their lawyers or representatives from discussing and releasing information on the Internet and to the media. We are taking the necessary legal steps to rectify this matter to the full extent of the law and we will be seeking contempt and sanctions against her for such reprehensible and callous disregard for the court orders."

The estranged exes have a son, Broderick, who was born in 1997. Mary also has an adult son from a previous relationship, and Harvey has three children from his first marriage. Mary was his second wife.

Mary claims the Original Kings of Comedy funnyman was messing around with his future third wife, Marjorie, behind her back.

"With all the emails and the text messages, the different things that I was finding out about," she says, referring to the alleged affair, the camera panning to a typed page presented to be a lurid email between Harvey and Marjorie. "I thought the least he could do was make me whole at the end of it. He just left, walked out the door. Once he realized I was going to divorce him...he went [to our apartment in New York], and then [Marjorie] joined him there."

"Steve never said that he was sorry," Mary continues. "He had our housekeeper pack his belongings up and forward those belongings to New York."

She also says that Harvey is suing her in Texas because he blames her for not getting his own show on Oprah Winfrey's new cable network.

Edmonds, Harvey's lawyer, concluded: "We are saddened that the ex-wife has resorted to such devious and selfish behavior, with a reckless disregard for their minor son, her adult son and Mr. Harvey's other children."

In an interview with Essence in November 2009, Harvey called Marjorie "the best thing that ever happened to me in my entire life."

The two dated briefly 17 years ago, ultimately marrying in 2007.

"[God] took us all the way around the block, halfway around the world, and we got back to each other," Harvey said.

Steve Landesberg, an actor and comedian with a friendly and often deadpan manner who appeared on television and in movies, including “Barney Miller,” “The Golden Girls,” and “Forgetting Sarah Marshall,” has died, his agent said Monday. He was 65.
The agent, Jeffrey Leavitt, confirmed the death but said he did not have details of where and when Mr. Landesberg passed away.

Mr. Landesberg is probably best known for the role of Det. Sgt. Arthur P. Dietrich on the ’70s sitcom “Barney Miller.” The sitcom, which ran on ABC from 1975 to 1982, featured Mr. Landesberg playing an intellectual detective with a quiet manner who seemed to have an unrivaled knowledge of practically any topic that arose, much to the bemusement of his fellow detectives.

The sitcom, set in a New York City police station, portrayed a group of wisecracking detectives who dealt with the oddball characters who would end up there. With most of the action in the squad room rather than out in the street, some police officers have said that the show often better represented the real life of rank-and-file officers than many detective dramas on television. Mr. Landesberg appeared occasionally during the first few seasons of the show and became a full cast member in the fourth season.

After “Barney Miller” left the air, Mr. Landesberg appeared on several other television shows, including “The Golden Girls,” “Harry and the Hendersons,” “That ‘70s Show” and “Everybody Hates Chris.” In 2008 he played Dr. Rosenbaum in the movie “Forgetting Sarah Marshall.” Most recently, Mr. Landesberg played Dr. Myron Finkelstein, a Freudian therapist, in “Head Case” a comedy on the Starz cable channel.

Born Nov. 23, 1945, in New York City, Mr. Landesberg began working in New York comedy clubs in the late 1960s and early 1970s, when he was a contemporary of such comedians as Freddie Prinze and Jimmy Walker. He appeared on “The Tonight Show” for the first time in 1971 and several times on “The Dean Martin Show” before landing his first recurring roll as Fred Meyerbach in “Paul Sand in Friends and Lovers” in 1974 and 1975.

He is survived by his wife, Nancy Ross Landesberg, and a daughter, Elizabeth.

Steve Landesberg, an actor and comedian with a friendly and often deadpan manner who appeared on television and in movies, including “Barney Miller,” “The Golden Girls,” and “Forgetting Sarah Marshall,” has died, his agent said Monday. He was 65.
The agent, Jeffrey Leavitt, confirmed the death but said he did not have details of where and when Mr. Landesberg passed away.

Mr. Landesberg is probably best known for the role of Det. Sgt. Arthur P. Dietrich on the ’70s sitcom “Barney Miller.” The sitcom, which ran on ABC from 1975 to 1982, featured Mr. Landesberg playing an intellectual detective with a quiet manner who seemed to have an unrivaled knowledge of practically any topic that arose, much to the bemusement of his fellow detectives.

The sitcom, set in a New York City police station, portrayed a group of wisecracking detectives who dealt with the oddball characters who would end up there. With most of the action in the squad room rather than out in the street, some police officers have said that the show often better represented the real life of rank-and-file officers than many detective dramas on television. Mr. Landesberg appeared occasionally during the first few seasons of the show and became a full cast member in the fourth season.

After “Barney Miller” left the air, Mr. Landesberg appeared on several other television shows, including “The Golden Girls,” “Harry and the Hendersons,” “That ‘70s Show” and “Everybody Hates Chris.” In 2008 he played Dr. Rosenbaum in the movie “Forgetting Sarah Marshall.” Most recently, Mr. Landesberg played Dr. Myron Finkelstein, a Freudian therapist, in “Head Case” a comedy on the Starz cable channel.

Born Nov. 23, 1945, in New York City, Mr. Landesberg began working in New York comedy clubs in the late 1960s and early 1970s, when he was a contemporary of such comedians as Freddie Prinze and Jimmy Walker. He appeared on “The Tonight Show” for the first time in 1971 and several times on “The Dean Martin Show” before landing his first recurring roll as Fred Meyerbach in “Paul Sand in Friends and Lovers” in 1974 and 1975.

He is survived by his wife, Nancy Ross Landesberg, and a daughter, Elizabeth.

WORTHING’S end-of-pier nightclub has been renamed Angelik as a new manager tries to shake off its troubled past.

Steve Stevens, 34, from Portslade, took over the premises, formerly known as The Pier, in the Southern Pavilion, in October and is now planning to apply for a new premises licence.

But Mr Stevens fears the borough council licensing meeting will not be held until the New Year, meaning he will miss out on the lucractive Christmas party season.

Mr Stevens, who said he had spent 14 years managing pubs and clubs, including three summers in Ibiza, vowed to give Angelik the “wow factor”.

Police called for the closure of the former Pier club following outbreaks of violence.

Its licence was suspended for three months and the firm which ran the venue, Worthing Bars Ltd, went into liquidation.

Mr Stevens, who was assistant manager at The Pier before quitting 14 months ago, held a meeting with police before submitting his licence application.

He said: “I want to give the club that ‘wow factor’ as opposed to walking in, buying a cheap drink and getting trashed.”

Angelik, which has an 800-clubber capacity, would mainly appeal to the 18-23 age group, with a day bar operating during the summer.

Mr Stevens also wanted to showcase up-and-coming bands and introduce new attractions such as an ice rink.

He said: “I am not in this to make tons of money, I am in it to give people a good experience.

“People want something new and different. It’s going to be a long route but I am passionate about it.”

Simon Jones, the borough council’s licensing officer, said: “Everybody in the town wants something to go in there, whether it is a nightclub, bar or other attraction.”

WORTHING’S end-of-pier nightclub has been renamed Angelik as a new manager tries to shake off its troubled past.

Steve Stevens, 34, from Portslade, took over the premises, formerly known as The Pier, in the Southern Pavilion, in October and is now planning to apply for a new premises licence.

But Mr Stevens fears the borough council licensing meeting will not be held until the New Year, meaning he will miss out on the lucractive Christmas party season.

Mr Stevens, who said he had spent 14 years managing pubs and clubs, including three summers in Ibiza, vowed to give Angelik the “wow factor”.

Police called for the closure of the former Pier club following outbreaks of violence.

Its licence was suspended for three months and the firm which ran the venue, Worthing Bars Ltd, went into liquidation.

Mr Stevens, who was assistant manager at The Pier before quitting 14 months ago, held a meeting with police before submitting his licence application.

He said: “I want to give the club that ‘wow factor’ as opposed to walking in, buying a cheap drink and getting trashed.”

Angelik, which has an 800-clubber capacity, would mainly appeal to the 18-23 age group, with a day bar operating during the summer.

Mr Stevens also wanted to showcase up-and-coming bands and introduce new attractions such as an ice rink.

He said: “I am not in this to make tons of money, I am in it to give people a good experience.

“People want something new and different. It’s going to be a long route but I am passionate about it.”

Simon Jones, the borough council’s licensing officer, said: “Everybody in the town wants something to go in there, whether it is a nightclub, bar or other attraction.”

Lakers guard Steve Blake on 112-110 victory over Houston Rockets.

Lakers guard Steve Blake on 112-110 victory over Houston Rockets.

"Boardwalk Empire"
HBO’s newest series "Boardwalk Empire" premiered Sunday night.
The gangster saga, centered around a corrupt Atlantic City in the 1920s, features stars Steve Buscemi, Kelly Macdonald and Michael Pitt and is based on historic figures like Al Capone and Enoch "Nucky" Thompson.
The series was created by Terence Winter, producer of HBO hit "The Sopranos," and produced by Martin Scorsese, producer of films "Goodfellas" and "The Departed."
Needless to say, the show has had a lot of hype and has incredibly high expecations to live up to with such influential names involved in the project.
The "Godfather"-like feel of the show’s previews manages to make audiences excited about a series that deals with the history of prohibition and the real story behind immigrants attempting to achieve "the American dream."
Though HBO has continued to have success with its Orginial Series installments, the channel has failed to create something as epic and genre-breaking since "The Sopranos."
But with the scandalous gangster lifestyles, sex and murder "Boardwalk Empire" promises, this just might be it.
- Mackenzie Mays, Associate A&E Editor

"The Event"
With "Lost" managing to keep the interest of millions of people for six seasons, it’s only natural the networks have repeatedly attempted to capture some of that audience.
While even "Lost’s" own network, ABC, has stumbled to recreate that success, it hasn’t kept the networks from trying.
NBC, now without its own serial show "Heroes," attempts to launch a new conspiracy show, "The Event."
The series revolves around ordinary Sean Walker (Jason Ritter), whose fiance has mysteriously disappeared. He decides to investigate, uncovering deeper mysteries as he goes along.
Like many of these "event" shows, the world could be in a crisis if lines of convergence and fate prohibit them from banding together and uncovering deeper mysteries.
If this show wants to succeed, it needs to be about its characters and less about the mystery.
"Lost" answered only the questions it wanted to, allowing the characters to stumble upon answers but placed the emphasis on their struggle.
"The Event," it would seem, appears to do the opposite. "Flash Forward," the ABC flop that tried to feed off "Lost"-style connections, fizzled because it had no idea what it was doing beyond its original idea (mysterious blackouts).
"The Event," from the materials available (and its less-than-subtle title), looks like it will suffer the same fate.
Nothing’s worse than a show with a long vision ending before getting to know all the answers.
With NBC’s track record and the finicky nature of the genre, give this show a miss.
- David Ryan, A&E Editor

"Hawaii Five-0"
CBS will be rebooting one of its oldest series tonight in the form of "Hawaii Five-0."
Continuing the trend of the older show "Hawaii Five-O," (one uses a zero, the other the letter "O") the reboot will feature Detective Steve McGarrett (Alex O’Loughlin), an ex-Navy SEAL, as he solves crimes around the islands of Hawaii.
O’Loughlin is best known for his role in the Jennifer Lopez film "The Back-up Plan."
Joining O’Loughlin’s investigative team will be Scott Caan as Detective Danny "Danno" Williams, Daniel Dae Kim, as Detective Chin Ho Kelley and Grace Park as Detective Kono Kalakaua.
The character of Kono was a male character, Zulu, originally played by Gilbert Kauhi, so the casting of female Park in the role is a large retooling.
Other elements have stayed in the same vein – including the main theme and the popular line "Book ’em, Danno."
The show will also feature several throwbacks to the original show, such as McGarrett working on restoring the original show’s Mercury Marquis.
The first episode of the show was written by executive producers Alex Kurtzman and Roberto Orci, who are co-creators, along with J.J. Abrams, of the Fox show Fringe and writers of blockbuster films like "Transformers" and "Star Trek."
"Hawaii Five-0" will be joining a large amount of detective shows already on the air, a genre that may be running out of steam.
Watch it if you don’t already have a detective show, otherwise skip it.

"Boardwalk Empire"
HBO’s newest series "Boardwalk Empire" premiered Sunday night.
The gangster saga, centered around a corrupt Atlantic City in the 1920s, features stars Steve Buscemi, Kelly Macdonald and Michael Pitt and is based on historic figures like Al Capone and Enoch "Nucky" Thompson.
The series was created by Terence Winter, producer of HBO hit "The Sopranos," and produced by Martin Scorsese, producer of films "Goodfellas" and "The Departed."
Needless to say, the show has had a lot of hype and has incredibly high expecations to live up to with such influential names involved in the project.
The "Godfather"-like feel of the show’s previews manages to make audiences excited about a series that deals with the history of prohibition and the real story behind immigrants attempting to achieve "the American dream."
Though HBO has continued to have success with its Orginial Series installments, the channel has failed to create something as epic and genre-breaking since "The Sopranos."
But with the scandalous gangster lifestyles, sex and murder "Boardwalk Empire" promises, this just might be it.
- Mackenzie Mays, Associate A&E Editor

"The Event"
With "Lost" managing to keep the interest of millions of people for six seasons, it’s only natural the networks have repeatedly attempted to capture some of that audience.
While even "Lost’s" own network, ABC, has stumbled to recreate that success, it hasn’t kept the networks from trying.
NBC, now without its own serial show "Heroes," attempts to launch a new conspiracy show, "The Event."
The series revolves around ordinary Sean Walker (Jason Ritter), whose fiance has mysteriously disappeared. He decides to investigate, uncovering deeper mysteries as he goes along.
Like many of these "event" shows, the world could be in a crisis if lines of convergence and fate prohibit them from banding together and uncovering deeper mysteries.
If this show wants to succeed, it needs to be about its characters and less about the mystery.
"Lost" answered only the questions it wanted to, allowing the characters to stumble upon answers but placed the emphasis on their struggle.
"The Event," it would seem, appears to do the opposite. "Flash Forward," the ABC flop that tried to feed off "Lost"-style connections, fizzled because it had no idea what it was doing beyond its original idea (mysterious blackouts).
"The Event," from the materials available (and its less-than-subtle title), looks like it will suffer the same fate.
Nothing’s worse than a show with a long vision ending before getting to know all the answers.
With NBC’s track record and the finicky nature of the genre, give this show a miss.
- David Ryan, A&E Editor

"Hawaii Five-0"
CBS will be rebooting one of its oldest series tonight in the form of "Hawaii Five-0."
Continuing the trend of the older show "Hawaii Five-O," (one uses a zero, the other the letter "O") the reboot will feature Detective Steve McGarrett (Alex O’Loughlin), an ex-Navy SEAL, as he solves crimes around the islands of Hawaii.
O’Loughlin is best known for his role in the Jennifer Lopez film "The Back-up Plan."
Joining O’Loughlin’s investigative team will be Scott Caan as Detective Danny "Danno" Williams, Daniel Dae Kim, as Detective Chin Ho Kelley and Grace Park as Detective Kono Kalakaua.
The character of Kono was a male character, Zulu, originally played by Gilbert Kauhi, so the casting of female Park in the role is a large retooling.
Other elements have stayed in the same vein – including the main theme and the popular line "Book ’em, Danno."
The show will also feature several throwbacks to the original show, such as McGarrett working on restoring the original show’s Mercury Marquis.
The first episode of the show was written by executive producers Alex Kurtzman and Roberto Orci, who are co-creators, along with J.J. Abrams, of the Fox show Fringe and writers of blockbuster films like "Transformers" and "Star Trek."
"Hawaii Five-0" will be joining a large amount of detective shows already on the air, a genre that may be running out of steam.
Watch it if you don’t already have a detective show, otherwise skip it.

Book excerpt: In her memoir, Confessions of a Prairie Bitch, Alison Arngrim (Nellie Oleson on Little House on the Prairie) reveals how the death of her TV husband from AIDS complications spurred her to become an activist.
By Alison Arngrim
Chapter Fifteen: A Change in the Relationship

I couldn’t marry Steve Tracy (that gay thing kind of got in the way), but I did marry a friend of his sister. I met Donald Spencer in December 1984. He was twenty-two, like me. He told me a friend of his back in Florida, a girl named Cindy, had a brother, Steve, who married a TV character named Nellie Oleson. Small world, I thought. But Don claimed to have never once watched an episode of Little House.

Getting married seemed like a good idea at the time. I had gone through a whole parade of boyfriends, none of whom were exactly marriage material. With my childhood, I thought any guy who didn’t hit me was “a good catch,” and I tended to overlook things — things like huge age differences, boozing, drugs, chronic unemployment, severe mental illness. Then suddenly it dawned on me that I wasn’t a teenager anymore. My friends, like Melissa, were getting married. (She married Bo Brinkman after knowing him a mere six weeks.) I thought maybe I should at least consider it. Don seemed like a good possibility — a guy who was classically tall, dark, and attractive, who didn’t smoke, drink, take drugs, or run around with other women. He was an actor and a writer. He was hilariously funny. He could both cook and sew. He had lived through a terrible childhood but was getting his life together. And he was definitely looking to settle down. In fact, Don asked me to marry him on our third date.

I had to talk him out of it and urge him to slow down. Looking back on it now, the fact that I was dragging my feet should have told me something wasn’t quite right. It all sounded a bit too good to be true. I should have listened to my instincts. But we married in the spring of 1989 in a big Episcopal church. I even wore white. Well, whitish. I didn’t want my pals to fall out of the pews laughing and hurt themselves. So I went with a nice ivory, a shade slightly off of virginal white.

The whole time I was dating and engaged to Don, I always referred to Steve Tracy as my “other husband.” In the years after we both left Little House, we stayed incredibly tight. It was as if our relationship picked up where Little House left off. We kidded around and told each other dirty jokes. We still could finish each other’s sentences — without a script. It was as if we never stopped being Nellie and Percival. Steve was my friend, my teacher, the confidant I ran to if I had a fight with a boyfriend. I needed him. He was the only constant in my crazy life, and I clung to him when everything else was spinning out of control.

I came home one day in 1986, and Steve had left a message on my answering machine: “Um, hi, it’s Steve. Uh ... call me.” Then he hung up.

I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. It wasn’t what he had said, it was the way he said it. He sounded like someone who was being held hostage with a gun to his head. It was the scariest message I had ever heard. Frantically, I tried to reach him. I called and called until I finally tracked him down. But when he answered, he said in a hushed voice, “I can’t talk right now.”

“Okay, fine,” I replied. “Then we’re going to play twenty questions, and you just say yes or no, okay?”

“Okay.”
“Are you okay?”
“No.”
My heart was now leaping out of my chest. “Are you being held hostage?” (I thought I ought to get that one out of the way.)
“No.”
“Are you in some kind of trouble?”
“Yes.”
“Physical, financial, or legal?” (I know. That wasn’t really a yes or no question, but this was taking too long.)
“The first one.”
“Shit! Are you sick?”
“Yes.”
“Very sick?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have cancer?”
“Sort of.”
“What? Who the hell ‘sort of’ has cancer?”
Then he said, “I have to get off the phone now.”

I knew this was bad. Really bad. I was on pins and needles, waiting for Steve to call and fill me in. But he didn’t. I knew he wasn’t playing games or purposely trying to give me a nervous breakdown. Steve wouldn’t hold out on me. So I figured he was sorting it all out, and I gave him some time, although it was torture. He finally surfaced a few days later and explained that he had been diagnosed with cancer and had freaked out. He assured me it would be all right; he was getting treatment. But I knew he was lying his face off. I knew him too well and loved him too much not to know.

Yet he desperately wanted me to believe everything was going to be fine; he needed me to believe so he could believe it, too. So I never contradicted him — if he smiled and cheerfully told me the radiation treatment was working, I replied, “You betcha!” But deep down, I knew that wasn’t so. He was a great actor, but it killed me every time I saw through it.

Finally, a year later, Steve fessed up. He had AIDS, and he was going on AM Los Angeles, a popular morning news program, to go public with his diagnosis.

Book excerpt: In her memoir, Confessions of a Prairie Bitch, Alison Arngrim (Nellie Oleson on Little House on the Prairie) reveals how the death of her TV husband from AIDS complications spurred her to become an activist.
By Alison Arngrim
Chapter Fifteen: A Change in the Relationship

I couldn’t marry Steve Tracy (that gay thing kind of got in the way), but I did marry a friend of his sister. I met Donald Spencer in December 1984. He was twenty-two, like me. He told me a friend of his back in Florida, a girl named Cindy, had a brother, Steve, who married a TV character named Nellie Oleson. Small world, I thought. But Don claimed to have never once watched an episode of Little House.

Getting married seemed like a good idea at the time. I had gone through a whole parade of boyfriends, none of whom were exactly marriage material. With my childhood, I thought any guy who didn’t hit me was “a good catch,” and I tended to overlook things — things like huge age differences, boozing, drugs, chronic unemployment, severe mental illness. Then suddenly it dawned on me that I wasn’t a teenager anymore. My friends, like Melissa, were getting married. (She married Bo Brinkman after knowing him a mere six weeks.) I thought maybe I should at least consider it. Don seemed like a good possibility — a guy who was classically tall, dark, and attractive, who didn’t smoke, drink, take drugs, or run around with other women. He was an actor and a writer. He was hilariously funny. He could both cook and sew. He had lived through a terrible childhood but was getting his life together. And he was definitely looking to settle down. In fact, Don asked me to marry him on our third date.

I had to talk him out of it and urge him to slow down. Looking back on it now, the fact that I was dragging my feet should have told me something wasn’t quite right. It all sounded a bit too good to be true. I should have listened to my instincts. But we married in the spring of 1989 in a big Episcopal church. I even wore white. Well, whitish. I didn’t want my pals to fall out of the pews laughing and hurt themselves. So I went with a nice ivory, a shade slightly off of virginal white.

The whole time I was dating and engaged to Don, I always referred to Steve Tracy as my “other husband.” In the years after we both left Little House, we stayed incredibly tight. It was as if our relationship picked up where Little House left off. We kidded around and told each other dirty jokes. We still could finish each other’s sentences — without a script. It was as if we never stopped being Nellie and Percival. Steve was my friend, my teacher, the confidant I ran to if I had a fight with a boyfriend. I needed him. He was the only constant in my crazy life, and I clung to him when everything else was spinning out of control.

I came home one day in 1986, and Steve had left a message on my answering machine: “Um, hi, it’s Steve. Uh ... call me.” Then he hung up.

I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. It wasn’t what he had said, it was the way he said it. He sounded like someone who was being held hostage with a gun to his head. It was the scariest message I had ever heard. Frantically, I tried to reach him. I called and called until I finally tracked him down. But when he answered, he said in a hushed voice, “I can’t talk right now.”

“Okay, fine,” I replied. “Then we’re going to play twenty questions, and you just say yes or no, okay?”

“Okay.”
“Are you okay?”
“No.”
My heart was now leaping out of my chest. “Are you being held hostage?” (I thought I ought to get that one out of the way.)
“No.”
“Are you in some kind of trouble?”
“Yes.”
“Physical, financial, or legal?” (I know. That wasn’t really a yes or no question, but this was taking too long.)
“The first one.”
“Shit! Are you sick?”
“Yes.”
“Very sick?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have cancer?”
“Sort of.”
“What? Who the hell ‘sort of’ has cancer?”
Then he said, “I have to get off the phone now.”

I knew this was bad. Really bad. I was on pins and needles, waiting for Steve to call and fill me in. But he didn’t. I knew he wasn’t playing games or purposely trying to give me a nervous breakdown. Steve wouldn’t hold out on me. So I figured he was sorting it all out, and I gave him some time, although it was torture. He finally surfaced a few days later and explained that he had been diagnosed with cancer and had freaked out. He assured me it would be all right; he was getting treatment. But I knew he was lying his face off. I knew him too well and loved him too much not to know.

Yet he desperately wanted me to believe everything was going to be fine; he needed me to believe so he could believe it, too. So I never contradicted him — if he smiled and cheerfully told me the radiation treatment was working, I replied, “You betcha!” But deep down, I knew that wasn’t so. He was a great actor, but it killed me every time I saw through it.

Finally, a year later, Steve fessed up. He had AIDS, and he was going on AM Los Angeles, a popular morning news program, to go public with his diagnosis.

February 6 -- Ex-baseball analyst Steve Phillips, whom ESPN fired last year when his extramarital affair with a network product staffer went public, may be the source of all the “Tiger Woods in rehab in Mississippi” leaks.
Or, so surmises sportsBybrooks.
Radar’s source? “I knew it!” Brooks wrote Friday. “So Phillips was Radar’s source all along!”
Brooks may have been kidding. But review the “evidence.”
Phillips recently ended a 45-day rehab stay for sex addiction at Gentle Path clinic, according to his agent, Steve Lefkowitz, who told the New York Times about his client’s agenda.
That’s the same Hattiesburg clinic from which Woods allegedly recently split, according to scores of source-less rumors
Phillips will share his experiences (ugh!) and views on Woods’ infidelities (hmmm) on Monday’s “Today” show, Lefkowitz said.
The idea of Phillips as Tiger snitch is far less out there than most of the post-crash “news” about Woods.
Book deal? Phillips, no doubt, has his own agenda for the morning show that likely involves pleading his case in hopes of finding another sports commentary gig. But how likely is that, given the tawdry nature of sex with an employee?
More probable would be cozying up to scandal-sheet publishers for a quickie tell-all paperback.
Sex addiction is the new cool. Sure, sex addiction is all the rage. But, it’s hard to believe that “Today” would grant the disgraced former New York Mets general manager a soapbox without the quid pro quo of the latest dish on Tiger.
Phillips, by the way, will make his appearance while his wife undergoes therapy in Arizona, according to the Times. What a swell guy.

February 6 -- Ex-baseball analyst Steve Phillips, whom ESPN fired last year when his extramarital affair with a network product staffer went public, may be the source of all the “Tiger Woods in rehab in Mississippi” leaks.
Or, so surmises sportsBybrooks.
Radar’s source? “I knew it!” Brooks wrote Friday. “So Phillips was Radar’s source all along!”
Brooks may have been kidding. But review the “evidence.”
Phillips recently ended a 45-day rehab stay for sex addiction at Gentle Path clinic, according to his agent, Steve Lefkowitz, who told the New York Times about his client’s agenda.
That’s the same Hattiesburg clinic from which Woods allegedly recently split, according to scores of source-less rumors
Phillips will share his experiences (ugh!) and views on Woods’ infidelities (hmmm) on Monday’s “Today” show, Lefkowitz said.
The idea of Phillips as Tiger snitch is far less out there than most of the post-crash “news” about Woods.
Book deal? Phillips, no doubt, has his own agenda for the morning show that likely involves pleading his case in hopes of finding another sports commentary gig. But how likely is that, given the tawdry nature of sex with an employee?
More probable would be cozying up to scandal-sheet publishers for a quickie tell-all paperback.
Sex addiction is the new cool. Sure, sex addiction is all the rage. But, it’s hard to believe that “Today” would grant the disgraced former New York Mets general manager a soapbox without the quid pro quo of the latest dish on Tiger.
Phillips, by the way, will make his appearance while his wife undergoes therapy in Arizona, according to the Times. What a swell guy.

I am a pure-bred, die hard New Yorker, except when it comes to baseball. That’s because I grew up loving the Philadelphia Phillies of the 1970s – Mike Schmidt, Greg Luzinski, Gary Maddox, Steve Carlton, Larry Bowa, Bob Boone, etc. – so I will be rooting against New York this fall.
The Phillies, in case you don’t know, are the first professional sports franchise to lose 10,000 games. Their list of season collapses extends as far as the Yanks’ dozens of pennants. For years, we were the Futile Phils. But no longer. We’re World Champions, in fact.
When I was young, before the age of the Internet and ESPN, I used to sit in my upstairs room in the Catskill Mountains, listening to a very faint and static-filled station from Philadelphia report Phillies games. Until the post-season. That’s when we’d watch Reggie Jackson hit screaming home runs and the Yankees rip up almost any opponent in sight.
Now, we will witness the ultimate World Series. Phillies vs. Yankees. Great pitching, great hitting, solid fielding.
A real east coast affair.
Good luck to you Yankee fans out there. This year’s playoffs have really shined. Let’s hope the action continues. And how about the picture of the Philly Phanatic dressed as Rocky?

I am a pure-bred, die hard New Yorker, except when it comes to baseball. That’s because I grew up loving the Philadelphia Phillies of the 1970s – Mike Schmidt, Greg Luzinski, Gary Maddox, Steve Carlton, Larry Bowa, Bob Boone, etc. – so I will be rooting against New York this fall.
The Phillies, in case you don’t know, are the first professional sports franchise to lose 10,000 games. Their list of season collapses extends as far as the Yanks’ dozens of pennants. For years, we were the Futile Phils. But no longer. We’re World Champions, in fact.
When I was young, before the age of the Internet and ESPN, I used to sit in my upstairs room in the Catskill Mountains, listening to a very faint and static-filled station from Philadelphia report Phillies games. Until the post-season. That’s when we’d watch Reggie Jackson hit screaming home runs and the Yankees rip up almost any opponent in sight.
Now, we will witness the ultimate World Series. Phillies vs. Yankees. Great pitching, great hitting, solid fielding.
A real east coast affair.
Good luck to you Yankee fans out there. This year’s playoffs have really shined. Let’s hope the action continues. And how about the picture of the Philly Phanatic dressed as Rocky?

By Kristin M. Hall, Associated Press Saturday, July 4, 2009

By Kristin M. Hall, Associated Press Saturday, July 4, 2009