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Thursday, November 15, 2012

Here’s the Story—Maureen McCormick’s Ordeal


            When I was a kid, The Brady Bunch was a major TV series. You can imagine how surprised I was to discover that my kids enjoyed watching Brady Bunch reruns.
            During my childhood, a number of girls would have loved to trade places with Maureen McCormick, who played Marcia Brady. She was pretty, a star on television, and seemed to have it made.
            That is why I found it interesting to discover in her book Here’s The Story that her life was far from ideal. One example is the story of her mother.
            As a teenager, Maureen learned a horrible family secret. Her grandmother (her mother's mother) had contracted syphilis from her grandfather, who had himself become infected with the disease while serving oversees during World War I. Maureen’s grandmother in turn passed along to her daughter, Maureen’s mother, during birth.
            The disease necessitated that Maureen’s grandmother enter a mental institution where she died. One week later, her husband, Maureen’s granddad, committed suicide. Both were in their thirties.
            These tragedies and her own case of syphilis took a terrible toll on Maureen’s mother. She was treated as an outcast in ways such as being given her own dishes and silverware, lest someone else (they thought) get infected. Throughout her childhood she was sent to experimental hospitals searching new treatments for the venereal disease. Although the treatments ultimately proved successful, Maureen’s mother still paid a price. As an adult she battled mental illness.
            Learning of all of this as a young teenager, Maureen grew terrified that syphilis—and all of its side effects—had been passed down to her. In some of her famous crying scenes on the Brady Bunch, Maureen cried real tears. She never knew when she would have to surrender her career to disease, thus emotions churned beneath the surface.
            So consider this: many of the girls envying Maureen McCormick were in fact living far more tranquil and happier lives.
            Often, the people whose lives we covet are enduring far worse circumstances than we can ever imagine—yet another reason why we should find our contentment in Christ… and not in circumstances.

… for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances” (Phil. 4:11b NIV.)

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Those Are My Trophies

Mark Kriegel writes that a few years ago, Michael Shustek, chairman and CEO of the Las Vegas-based real estate company, Vestin Group, hired Joe Namath as the company’s spokesman.

Shustek grew up a huge fan of Broadway Joe, the superstar athlete who famously guaranteed his New York Jets would defeat the Baltimore Colts in Super Bowl III. His favorite BRADY BUNCH episode was the one where Joe Namath made a guest appearance. He was also well aware of Namath, the playboy bachelor, who spent the first twenty years of his adult life squiring the most beautiful women of the world.

But Namath married and had two small daughters. “Broadway Joe” was no more. Instead, Namath had devoted himself to his wife and his two young daughters. He endured a devastating divorce, in which his wife left him for a Beverly Hills plastic surgeon, a move she had calculated would help advance her career as an actress and artist. Namath received custody of his daughters.

One day, Shustek and Namath enjoyed a game of golf. Afterwards, Shustek asked to see Namath’s trophies. Namath, AFL and Super Bowl MVP, the Hall of Famer, took Shustek into a room, where his daughters’ school art projects were the focal point of the room. Pointing to them Namath said, “There. Those are my trophies.”