By: Ingrid Schorr

Your magnificent bitchface, your vaudeville enthusiasm…

By: Michele Carlo

That voice, those dance moves, that smile…

By: Gabriela Pedranti

That voice and those eyes… and the attitude.

By: Mimi Lipson

The scenes I’d blown through were country scenes…

By: Mariane Cara

Our Fab5 consisted of Michelle, Laura, Karina, Marcia, and me.

By: Heather Quinlan

He seemed to live in multiple dimensions.

By: Paul Finnegan

Kim instantly became America.

By: Miranda Mellis

To play loudly, virtuosically, and to the exclusion of all else…

By: Carlo Rotella

A luminous being imprisoned in a multi-layer Russian-doll hell.

By: Catherine Christman

Who would bestow the first on-screen kiss on Hayley Mills?

By: Joshua Glenn

Somehow I came into possession of his records…

By: Kathy Biehl

A nonthreatening man-child masculinity…

By: Crockett Doob

We’ve both come a long way.

By: Adam McGovern

“I could have saved you all the pain you knew…”

By: Heather Quinlan

Indulge your 14-year-old heart all over again…