Pat Boone was a huge star in the 1950s and 60s, loved by fans everywhere.
In his long career, he did many things like writing songs, acting, writing books, and speaking to inspire people. He’s even written a book about faith called “If.”
Pat got married to Shirley Lee Foley when he was only 19. Shirley was the daughter of Red Foley, a famous country music singer.
One year after starting his music career, Pat Boone became famous with his hit song “Ain’t That a Shame,” which was originally by Fats Domino. In 1956, he had a song that reached number one on the charts, and only Elvis Presley was more popular at the time.
When he was just 23, he had his own TV show called The Pat Boone Chevy Showroom. It was on ABC and aired every week for 115 episodes until 1960.
“I was the youngest person ever to have my own music show on a big TV network, at 22 years old,” Boone said in an interview with Closer magazine.
Pat Boone’s career kept getting better and better. He became one of the most famous singers in America and also acted in movies like Journey to the Center of the Earth, State Fair, and The Greatest Story Ever Told, among others.
All the while, his wife Shirley was there, supporting him. She took care of their four daughters and also worked as an actress and assistant director.
They were married for 65 years until Shirley passed away at 84. She died because of complications from vasculitis, which is a group of disorders that damage blood vessels.
“Being married to one person for 65 years isn’t common in this wild industry,” Pat Boone shared with The Christian Post. “My wife Shirley passed away last year, and now I’m alone.”
Pat Boone still lives in the house they shared for many years and doesn’t plan to move. But he says he feels the sadness of losing his wife.
“I live here alone with a housekeeper and my dog, a little cocker spaniel named Shadow,” Pat Boone shared with Closer Weekly. “It’s just me and Shadow, feeling a bit lonely. But I’m okay. I miss Shirley.”
After his wife Shirley passed away, Pat told People magazine, “We had a wonderful life together for 65 years. She’s moved on to another place, but we’ll be together again one day.”
The love and devotion that these two shared is both beautiful and inspirational. Rest in peace Shirley.
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I Received a Fake Family Engagement Ring Because My Future Mother-in-Law Said I ‘Don’t Deserve’ the Real One
Belle anticipated receiving a treasured family heirloom, but on Laura’s birthday, a jewelry appraisal unearthed truths that reshaped their family dynamics. The revelation of the fake ring sparked a confrontation that transformed everything.
The dining room was alive with laughter and the clinking of glasses as David and I announced our engagement. My heart brimmed with joy as I scanned the table, eager to see his family’s reactions. David squeezed my hand under the table, his smile broad and reassuring.
Laura, David’s mother, sat at the head of the table. Her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, and her expression was hard to read. Raising her glass, she said, “To David and Belle, may your future be as bright as tonight.”
I thanked her, feeling a wave of gratitude. “Laura, I’m so grateful you gave David your family ring. It means a lot to me.”
Her response was immediate, a cold laugh escaping her lips. “Oh, Belle, you’re so naive! You thought I’d give you our real family ring? No, dear, this one is fake. I keep the real one in a safe.”
Her words stung, but I masked my hurt with a polite nod, even as my mind reeled. This was not the reaction I had hoped for.
The rest of the dinner passed in a blur. Laura’s words echoed in my ears, each syllable a sharp sting. I forced a smile, trying to engage in the light-hearted chatter around the table, but my thoughts were elsewhere.
David, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me, continued to laugh and share stories with his siblings. I felt isolated, a stranger in what was supposed to become my new family. How could Laura think so little of me? I wondered if David knew about the fake ring. My heart sank at the thought.
After dinner, as we helped clear the table, I pulled David aside. “Did you know the ring was fake?” I whispered.
He looked puzzled. “What are you talking about? Mom said it’s been in our family for generations.”
The realization that Laura had deceived us both made my stomach turn. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so I nodded and let the conversation die. But inside, I felt betrayed. Not just by the fake ring, but by the lack of respect Laura showed me. It wasn’t about the ring—it was about what it represented.
That night, as David slept, I lay awake staring at the ceiling. The fake glitter of the engagement ring mocked me from the bedside table. Laura’s words, “You don’t deserve it,” haunted me. I knew I had to do something. Not for revenge, but to stand up for myself and show that I deserved respect.
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