Thanks for the great story. Isn’t it interesting what women go for sometimes.
I guess the mourning period was over, several weeks...
I had a friend who used to brag about all that he owned, when out during the evening. It was clear the guy was bragging on himself and his bobbles, but the women just bought that up.
I got over that type of thing in grade school.
Honestly, I thought Frontiere would have sold the Pams/Lambs years ago.
The story as I read it was that at her husbands funeral she had Jonathan Winters as an "MC" and she and Winters did a ten minute comedy schtick about two thirds of way through the service. The deceased had wanted only a small private service when he died -- she invited 600 guests and held a LA society event.
There were rumors that she hired a mob hit on him to get the team. His son from a former marriage was the GM and set up to get the team -- but dad was way too smart by half. He had his will set up for a tax dodge to protect the son from getting hit with estate tax and she ended up with 70% of the team and then she fired the son after a modest amount of time ran out. The husband was a great swimmer so, of course, he drowned. She had been married five times prior with a few deaths thrown in.