Nowhere does Reynolds or the co-writer who turned her words into a book seriously answer the question of how the actress could have been hooked, at the age of 52, by a con man after her equally disastrous second marriage to a gambling rich man, Harry Karl, cost her all the money she had saved and left her millions of dollars in debt.
“I was a romantic,” she says, in an attempt to explain. “It never ceases to amaze me that people feel free to help themselves to my money and property. There is a mentality at work that says, ‘It’s okay to rob Debbie blind, I work for her.’ Or, ‘She’s my wife, everything she has is mine.’ I don’t think like a thief, so I never see this quality in others until it’s too late.”
Reynolds' first marriage, which ended when Eddie Fisher left her for Elizabeth Taylor, is barely mentioned. Nor is there much about her daughter, writer-actress Carrie Fisher except the harrowing story of Fisher's overdose in London when Reynolds' was about to be married to Hamlett. Carrie was in a London hotel room. She hadn't overdosed but had taken too many pills because she was ill. When she didn't answer her phone and the hotel refused to let a staff member check the room, Debbie sent her trusted pal Ava Gardner, who was in London, to the hotel to take care of things.
Reynolds' third husband cannot be blamed for all of her financial problems. She purchased a Las Vegas hotel without getting a gaming license. One reason she bought the hotel was to have a home for the Hollywood costume collection into which she had poured her passion, her energy, and her money for decades. For a few years the hotel housed her museum. But, eventually, she lost the hotel.