Friday nights on CBS, Suzanne Somers always held my hand when we walked on stage. Sitting on stools before the cameras she made certain to cross her left leg in my direction, explaining that it would send a positive subliminal message to viewers about our friendship.
Suzanne, who died Sunday [Oct. 15] at her home in Palm Springs after recurring bouts with breast cancer, was 100 percent showbiz in the best old-fashioned sense.
As we opened each “Candid Camera” show I made sarcastic cracks about her appearance. [She enjoyed paring sexy glam outfits with schoolgirl pigtails.] I received hundreds of letters from viewers scolding me for treating my partner that way. They had no idea that Suzanne encouraged me to do it, even offering suggestions for my putdowns.
