Say it isn't so, Mrs. Patridge--Shirley Jones tells all and, trust me, it's a lot
(WARNING: THE FOLLOWING IS GRAPHIC, ADULT AND QUITE LIKELY TO SHATTER YOUR IMAGE OF A 70'S T-V ICON. READ ON ONLY IF YOU DON'T MIND HAVING PRECONCEPTIONS BUSTED TO SMITHERINES)
Quck: what was the first sports event held at the Bradley Center, and what two teams played that opening night?
Answer: NHL exhibition hockey in the persons of the Chicago Blackhawks and Edmonton Oilers.
Another question: who did the national anthem before the puck dropped?
Answer: Shirley Jones, she of Broadway and "Patridge Family" fame. To some, it seemed as a curious choice since some of her 70's star power had faded by the time the wraps came off Milwaukee's newest sports palace that autumn 1988, the thought being that such an august occasion called for someone a little more, say, contemporary, me among them. I came to find out, via very strong authority, that Shirley Jones was the choice of Bradley Center builders Jane and Lloyd Pettit who wanted someone wholesome. And, who's more wholesome than Shirley Jones, the matriarch of the Partridge clan?
Upon further review, quite a few of us.
Jones penned a tell-all book that will bust preconceptions and curl some toes. Again, this is some randy stuff so consider yourself warned.
What then of Florence Henderson?