Correct morality can only be derived from what man is — not from what do-gooders and well-meaning aunt Nellies would like him to be.

America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins.

So, then. You want a story and I will tell you one. But just the one. Don’t either of you ask me for more.

I think my real depressions started when I was about 16 and doing The Patty Duke Show. I would go to bed at about 10 o&#39;clock on a Friday night and not get up again until 6:30 Monday morning.

Written By Patty Duke

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