With this new book, Corday proves that perhaps he missed his true calling.
Days of our Lives: The True Story of One Family's Dream and the Untold History of Days of our Livesby Ken Corday
On a November day almost forty-five years ago, the first episode of Days of our Lives appeared on the NBC Network, NBC's first color soap opera broadcast.See more details below
On a November day almost forty-five years ago, the first episode of Days of our Lives appeared on the NBC Network, NBC's first color soap opera broadcast.
With this new book, Corday proves that perhaps he missed his true calling.
" - TV Guide Canada
""A really good book...a loving, surprisingly spiritual, sometimes shocking tribute to the Corday family business...revelatory."
" - TV Guide
"A thoughtful, sophisticated memoir." - Fancast
"This is an illuminating and powerful must-read for anyone who has ever watched DAYS, or for that matter, anyone who has ever put a family business in front of their own aspirations. " - We Love Soaps
"Corday's 'The Days of our Lives' truly offers an eye-opening look into the world behind 'Days' " - Newman Times Herald
"If you're a fan of the show (or of any soap opera), The Days of Our Lives is a must-read book. Even casual viewers will get a kick out of some of the inside stories. Pop culture fans, too. There's a wealth of real TV history here. Not to mention that Ken Corday's had quite a life. Check it out." - Bill Crider's Pop Culture Magazine
"This memoir by the executive producer of the long-running soap opera has some fascinating tidbits." - New York Post
"While this book does recount some of the early history of Days and highlights the heroes, heroines, and villains who make the show must-see TV for some many fans, it's not only about the show. Everything is wrapped around the Corday family experience - warts and all." - RT Book Reviews
"The book is compelling not only because it gives a unique look at the behind-the-scenes working of a daytime drama producing five one-hour episodes 52 weeks a year but it also gives an intimate window into the Corday family where soap opera has run through its veins for decades." - Jim Halterman
"Sure to be popular with fans of the show, this light read might also be enjoyed by readers interested in soap operas and show business biographies." - Library Journal
"If you are a fan you will love this book, if you were a fan but stopped watching because of the changes made over the years, you need to read this book.
" - Dollycas's Thoughts
"Corday has a great writing style and the story of his parents, Ted and Betty Corday, and how they created "Days" is a good read." - Herald-Dispatch
" I thoroughly enjoyed this autobiography by the executive producer of Days of our Lives. I think for all of us hardcore enough to be involved in this blog, whether you are a regular writer, commenter or reader, it makes sense to get this back story. I definitely learned a lot about the show, the actors and the Corday family. " - DaysTalk
"Fans of Days of our Lives will devour this book. However, as somebody that never watched that particular soap opera, I was still fascinated by the story. The family struggles were heartbreaking and I love reading anything about the inner workings of television. " - Connect With Your Teens
"Ken Corday's memoir will be a fascinating read for fans of the daytime soap, as well as for anyone interested in the early history of television." - Wichita Falls Times Record News/Las Vegas Review Journal's book blog
"The mix of family history, show history, and the happenings of the present-day ratings game and budget cuts is perfect. Even as a viewer of more than a decade, I learned quite a bit about Days of our Lives. I consider this a must read for fans of the genre and those interested in the history of television.
" - My Book Views
"I found the book to be extremely interesting as it brought to life the many facets involved in producing a show of this nature and magnitude, keeping it alive for many, many years and how despite their own family's misfortunes, the Cordays were able to stay close-knit, loving and caring amongst themselves and the crew and cast of the longtime running show. " - Book Pleasures
""The Days of our Lives" is a must for any fan of the show, or those looking into insight of daytime television." - Midwest Book Review
""The Days of Our Lives" is a very interesting and involving read. Ken Corday does a very good job of detailing his family history and I give him credit for relaying so many personal and, I suspect, very painful, moments of his life. Clearly, he still has great affection for his family, as well as the family business, and his loyalty and hard work have led to the success of the series over the past three decades, thus keeping his parents dream alive and countless long time fans very happy.
" - PopCultureGuy
"Blending inside stories about the show with a personal, philosophical view of his hardworking parents, the reader gets to experience a true classic American success story.
" - AOL News
"There is a sweetness to Ken's writing. He lovingly muses about both his real and professional family. If you want bitchiness, this book doesn't deliver. However, if what you want is to know the soap opera behind a seminal soap that has survived through the years, this delivers a highly readable, fan-friendly tale.
" - Hollywood Reporter
"With over 500 behind-the-scenes photos, this piece of TV history, priced at $29.99, makes a great holiday gift." - Star
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From the Prologue:
Still dressed in her nightgown, the old woman slowly climbed the stairs to the roof of her Manhattan apartment building. In a dream that was rapidly becoming a nightmare, she had left the confines of the twelfth floor and the pain of another long, despairing weekend to reach her destination at last. It was a clear, bitterly cold Monday morning. She had not eaten in three days, but she had been drinking all the while.
She looked down from the top of the building, fourteen floors to the street below, Central Park West, and thought that she had chosen the right time and place to do the deed (as much as anyone really thinks in such a moment). Cars were starting to pile up at the stoplight on the corner of Ninety-first Street, but there was still little foot traffic. She looked down and, knowing the street was clear, walked to the edge of the roof without hesitation and jumped.
At exactly the same time on that winter morning, a fourth-grade boy, late for school, emerged from the building's lobby and made the most fateful turn of his life. He walked out from under the entry awning and felt the sudden rush of freezing air numb his face. He was aware that something else was not right...something above him had gone haywire. He looked up as he was about to reach the corner, and what he saw indelibly changed his life.
A naked blur of skin and hair whooshed by as she passed him and landed headfirst on the car parked nearest to him. She left most of herself in a splatter of red and pink and gray, and some of herself on his nicely pressed school blazer, white shirt, and tie. He stopped and couldn't move. Moments like this seem to move frame by frame, over in a matter of seconds, but then they last an eternity. She was dead, immediately out of her pain, but his had just begun.
As the police and ambulance sirens began to be heard in the distance, he stood mesmerized. The doorman found him and ushered him back inside. The boy went up to his apartment and rang the doorbell. My mother and I answered the door. We looked out on a face of shock, one that had aged years in the minutes since my older brother had left for school. He explained what had happened. It was only after noticing the residue on his clothes that our mother stopped doubting his story, which at first had seemed to be another excuse for truancy. She ran to the front window of the apartment to see the truth for herself. The truth was hideous.
Spread out over a large bloody circle were the remains of the jumper, now covered by a dark gray New York City Morgue blanket. Even from the fifth floor, the smell of the disinfectant and street cleaner was pungent and sweet at the same time. Like cold cream mixed with Lysol...a smell that would forever haunt us. For the rest of our lives, those smells would stop us and remind us of "the incident," as our mother later referred to it in psychiatrists' offices all over Manhattan.
"Oh, God, Chris...Christ Jesus." She hugged him close to her.
"Are you all right?" she asked. Of course he wasn't, as he recounted the entire experience without really saying what he felt. He was emotionally scarred for life.
Our mother, for one of only a few times in her forty years, was dumbstruck, without any words or, for that matter, comprehension. What had happened to her elder son? Why had this nightmare been visited on him, he who was in need of care, love, nurturing, and above all else, really in need of being dealt some new, good cards?
A lot of expectations had been placed on my brother as the firstborn son. But he was always a problem child, tormented by God knows what and always in need of better experiences. He seemed to live under his own storm cloud, and my mother, my father, and I never truly understood why. He was bright and talented but was never really happy with his soul.
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