Elvis Through Lisa Marie’s Eyes – Keeping The King’s Legacy Alive for His Grandchildren

Elvis Through Lisa Marie’s Eyes – Keeping The King’s Legacy Alive For His Grandchildren

By Mary Ann Cooper Editor’s Note:  In honor of the memory of Elvis Presley, GRAND Magazine is making a special offer to Elvis Fans: A complimentary subscription to GRAND ($19.95 value – 12 issues).  https://tinyurl.com/freegrandsub Lisa Marie PresleyIn 1977 cultural and music legend Elvis Presley died at his family estate, Graceland. This left his daughter, … Read more

Naomi Judd – My Grandchildren Inspire Me

Naomi Judd – My Grandchildren Inspire Me

Originally published in the print version of GRAND Magazine Issue 16 May/June 2007 pp 42-47 By Mary Ann Cooper Singer, songwriter, author, actor, public advocate and television personality Naomi Judd says she has a passion for communication, which was first publicly on display as one half of country music’s most famous mother/daughter team, The Judds. … Read more

General Powell – Always There for My Grandchildren

General Powell – Always There For My Grandchildren

General Colin Powell – I am Always There for My Grandchildren BY MARY ANN COOPER When the readers of GRAND Magazine voted General Colin L. Powell, USA (Ret.), one of the sexiest celebrity grandparents in America, we had no idea that this distinction would make its way into the General’s remarks on the lecture circuit. … Read more

Joe Biden – America’s Second Family

Joe Biden – America’s Second Family

BY MARY ANN COOPER We’ve had several grandfathers in the Vice President’s Residence before, but we’ve never had one who was quite so grand. When he was a child, Joe Biden’s father used to tell him, “Champ, when you get knocked down, you get up. You just get up.” Little did Joe Biden know how … Read more

Grandmother Cathy Rigby Is Flying High

Cathy Rigby

Published in Issue 22 May/June 2008

Grandmother Cathy Rigby knows a lot about the highs and lows of all-out dedication to the regimented life of an Olympic athlete. She burst on the scene as a blond, pigtailed 15-year-old at the Mexico City Summer Olympics in 1968. But the thrill of victory was paved with dangerous bouts of bulimia and anorexia as she navigated her way through the sometimes-dysfunctional, pressure-packed world of gymnastic competition. Years later, Cathy took the positive life lessons she learned about discipline and hard work and applied them to the pursuit of a career in the theater. She trained for the stage like an athlete, with years of voice and acting lessons and ballet.

Ironically, it was as Peter Pan, a role requiring athletic prowess as well as singing and acting chops, that she solidified her theater credentials and career. Completing this picture is a loving husband of 25 years who is her partner in life and business, plus sons and daughters and grandchildren who are part of the family business.

The very thing that makes you good at something is a sort of obsessive-compulsive need. It’s not good or bad; it’s just what’s instilled in you. On the other hand, you learn how to train, and you realize you’re capable of a lot more than you think. People say, “If I’m not born with a voice, how can I do this?” You can. Everybody has potential. There’s no reason you can’t learn something. You can get better at anything you do if you work at it hard enough.

But at what cost? Does Cathy think she was robbed of a “normal” childhood because of her Olympic training?

I don’t think I lost anything in my childhood because of my training. There was dysfunction in my life for other reasons. My dad was an alcoholic; that was not a great thing for our family. My coach was wonderful in many ways but also controlling. You take the good with the bad. Gymnastics was the most solid thing in my life. I loved it. Yes, I trained six to eight hours a day, but that’s what I wanted to do. So that wasn’t a problem. Sometimes, there’s a problem in being judged constantly, but the actual training was the best thing that ever happened to me. It was like going out on the playground and getting to do everything you wanted to do. When you love what you do and it’s an art, it’s wonderful. When the judging is added, it becomes more about success and failure than the learning and loving.

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Nancy Pelosi – All I Hoped it Would Be

Nancy Pelosi – All I Hoped It Would Be

Originally published in GRAND Magazine Issue 17 July-August 2007 pp 42-47

Becoming a grandparent fulfilled an important goal for Nancy Pelosi

Nancy Pelosi’s entry into politics seems preordained. She comes from a family where public service is a tradition and a privileged calling. Her father, Thomas D’Alesandro, Jr., served as mayor of Baltimore for 12 years, after representing the city for five terms in Congress. Her brother, Thomas D’Alesandro III, also served as mayor of Baltimore. Pelosi graduated from Trinity College in Washington, D.C., in 1962, but her entry into politics would not come until after she married San Francisco native Paul Pelosi, relocated there and raised their five children: Nancy Corinne, Christine, Jacqueline, Paul and Alexandra. Paul and Nancy had those five children in six years.

Pelosi counts herself fortunate that her husband was a true parenting partner who was
equally focused on raising their children together. Prior to her election to Congress, Pelosi served in a number of positions, including chair of the California Democratic Party. She has represented California’s Eighth istrict, which includes most of San Francisco, since 1987. On January 4, 2007, Nancy Pelosi made history, breaking the marble ceiling to become the first woman to serve as Speaker of the United States House of Representatives.

Still, Pelosi once told 60 Minutes, “It’s great. It’s fabulous. It was my goal in life and now I’ve achieved it.” Was she talking about becoming Speaker? No, she was talking about becoming a grandmother. Friends say if you ask her to describe herself, the first thing she’ll say is that she’s the mother of five and grandmother of six.

Being a grandparent is all I hoped it would be. It is great. My husband always says that he’d like to time my speeches to see how long it takes for me to mention my grandchildren. He knows it is going to be there. It is just a question of how soon. My grandchildren live in Texas, Arizona and New York, which is wonderful for them, but a little far for us. I have six grandchildren: Alexander Prowda, 10, and Madeleine Prowda, 8, who live in Arizona; Liam Kenneally, 9, Sean Kenneally, 7, and Ryan Kenneally, 5, who live in Texas; and Paul Michael Vos, the new baby, 5 months old, who lives in New York. My husband and I prayed for grandchildren; we not only prayed, we begged. But we forgot to pray that they live in California near their “Mimi” and “Pop,” which is what they call us.

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Cheryl Ladd – Over the Moon

Cheryl Ladd – Over The Moon

Published in GRAND Magazine Issue 19 Nov/Dec 2007 pp 46-51

Born Cheryl Jean Stoppelmoor on July 12, 1951, the actress who would be known as Cheryl Ladd was raised in Huron, South Dakota, dreaming of a career in show business. She spent her childhood focused on singing, dancing, acting-and moving on. “My mother says my bags were packed from the time I was 3,” says Cheryl. “She knew I was headed for either New York or Hollywood.” While in high school, Cheryl sang with a local group called The Music Shop, which brought her to Los Angeles upon graduation. The band eventually broke up, but Cheryl stayed in L.A. intent on pursuing her dream of becoming an actress.

In just a short time, she got her first professional break as the singing voice of “Melody” on the cartoon series Josie and the Pussycats. When Cheryl was cast in the role of “Kris Munroe” on Charlie’s Angels, it catapulted her into stardom. “The onslaught of attention and instant fame was pretty overwhelming,” says Cheryl, who spent four years on the show. While still on the series, she developed and starred in the ABC telefilm When She Was Bad, which deals with the harsh realities of child abuse. “At that time, no one was saying anything about this horrific epidemic going on in our country,” says Cheryl, an ambassador for Childhelp USA, one of the largest national, nonprofit organizations dedicated to research, prevention and treatment of child abuse.

“I wanted to bring this issue to the forefront of people’s minds.” Cheryl keeps herself busy developing new projects, including a recurring role on the TV series Las Vegas. Cheryl is a terrific golfer, and her 2005 book, Token Chick, describes her experiences as a leading celebrity golfer. She has also written a children’s book with her husband of more than 20 years, Brian Russell. The book, The Adventures of Little Nettie Windship, teaches children the value of good citizenship and championship. That children’s book is going to come in handy now. Cheryl just became a grandmother for the first time, as a stepgrandmother. Lindsay, who is Brian’s daughter from his previous marriage to singer/songwriter (nominated for Broadway’s The Color Purple) Brenda Russell, had a baby boy earlier this year. The baby boy is the apple of Cheryl’s eye, and she was thrilled to tell GRAND all about him.

I am a first-time grandmother, and it’s a little more complex than that because I have my daughter, Jordan, and my stepdaughter, Lindsay. My daughter Jordan was 5 1/2, almost 6, when we got married, and Lindsay was 4 1/2. It is Lindsay, my stepdaughter, who has had the baby. It’s my first grandchild, nevertheless,” says Cheryl in an exclusive interview with GRAND Magazine.

Cheryl remembers the chaotic day of the blessed event as if it were yesterday.

It was amazing. On the morning of Lindsay’s due date, I was working in Los Angeles. I don’t live in Los Angeles; I live in the Santa Barbara area. I was there working on Las Vegas. And my husband calls and says Lindsay is in labor and in the hospital. I am freaking out because I want to be at the hospital. And he was driving like a madman to the hospital in Los Angeles. So I keep telling everybody, “Oh, my daughter is in the hospital. She is having a baby, and we’ve got to hurry up!” I was pushing everyone like a maniac to get their scenes done. I said, “Come on, Jim [James Caan], we have to get this done. My daughter is having her baby. Come on, let’s go, let’s go!” So I finished the scene, and I got the call that she had the baby and everything was okay. She and the baby were doing brilliantly well. I was so relieved. They said Lindsay had had an 8 pound 9 ounce baby with no drugs of any kind. She did it all naturally. She had done all the classes, and she was just amazing. I am so proud of her.

When Cheryl met her grandson, it was love at first sight.

When I first laid eyes on the baby, I just wept; I absolutely fell apart. I just wept at this precious little thing. You could clearly see both the mommy and the daddy in the baby. I saw my stepdaughter Lindsay the day after she was born practically, and all the pictures we have of her remind me of that. As soon as I held Nehemiah in my arms, memories came flooding back to me of holding my daughter Jordan in my arms for the first time. It was so overwhelming. And it’s really funny, because immediately while I was holding him and standing up, the rocking began. You don’t even realize you’re doing it. You just immediately coo and rock. And of course everyone laughed at me because I didn’t realize I was doing it. It’s organic. It’s just so natural. You just can’t help it.

Cheryl says little Nehemiah has a great personality. She also admits she’s been called on from time to time for diaper duty, and that’s okay with her.

He’s only seven months old [at the time of the interview in August 2007], but he has this great belly laugh. He’s at this wonderful age where you can just crack him up, and he’ll howl with laughter at you. He’s got a ton of hair, and he’s absolutely gorgeous. His parents are wonderful with him. Lindsay is a wonderful mother. She sings to him, she stimulates him, and jokes around with him. I’m loving every minute of being a grandmother. And I’m proud to say that I was one of the first people to change his diaper. I get to do all the fun things. Now it seems like every time we’re in a restaurant together, he decides this is a perfect time to do his thing, and I of course volunteer to change him. Lindsay says, “Oh, I’m really sorry.” But I say, “You know babies; they’ll ruin your dinner any chance they get when they’re in diapers.” They get stimulated from the aroma of the foods or something. The way it works is that I grab him and spend half the time when we’re at dinner in the bathroom with him and his poopy pants, but I don’t mind it a bit.

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