A small mystery. I understand the larger fascination with Billie Holiday: as jazz singer, as iconic figure, as beautiful and doomed. But one of the most frequent searches is for “Louis McKay,” or “billie holiday husband.” Does the cyber-world need a Louis McKay blog? Please advise. And here, due to popular demand, is the man himself — from what I can gather from the recent Holiday biographies, not precisely a model husband. But that might increase his fame.
Let us hope that Billie was genuinely happy and remained so when the flashbulb’s illumination had faded . . .