David Cassidy Nearly Ended It All – Meet the Son Who Saved His Life

David Cassidy, despite his struggles with substance abuse and frequent legal issues, believed he was a good father to his son. He once talked openly about their relationship and shared what he told his child after finding out he had a mental illness.

David Cassidy became famous as a teen idol when he starred as Keith Partridge on the hit 1970s show “The Partridge Family.” On the show, he played the eldest sibling in a family that performed music together. His real-life stepmother, Shirley Jones, also starred in the series, playing the role of the mother.

David Cassidy’s rise to fame began with the success of “The Partridge Family,” which led to the release of eight studio albums. Although many cast members were part of the show, only David and Shirley Jones, his real-life stepmother, provided the vocals. Interestingly, David was chosen for his role because of his looks, but he soon became the lead singer on the albums.

However, David’s fame soon became a burden. Unlike many teen idols who get tired of fame over time, David resented it from the start. He wanted to be seen as a serious actor but felt trapped in his role as Keith Partridge.

In the 1980s, David admitted, “I was pigeonholed as a teen idol, and there’s no credibility.” He also talked about the personal toll fame had on him, calling it “a very empty, isolated, lonely existence.”

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David’s fame isolated him, but it also led to struggles with substance abuse. In 2008, he admitted that he had a problem with alcohol. This was followed by legal trouble, including a DUI charge in 2010 and two more in 2013 and 2014.

In 2014, David entered rehab to address his addiction. By 2015, he had to file for bankruptcy and faced charges for a hit-and-run later that year. In an interview on the “Dr. Phil” show, David revealed that his drinking had hurt his relationship with his son, Beau Cassidy.

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“I was the ideal father. I would do anything for him. He’s the love of my life and probably the reason I didn’t kill myself. Because of him,” David said. He also had a daughter, Katie Cassidy.

In 2017, David’s challenges deepened when he announced he had been diagnosed with dementia. Both his grandfather and mother had suffered from the disease, and David admitted, “I was in denial, but a part of me always knew this was coming.”

Reflecting on his mother’s battle, David remembered, “In the end, the only way I knew she recognized me was with a single tear when I walked into the room.” This memory filled David with fear that he would suffer the same fate.

David shared his deepest fears with his son, Beau, telling him, “Promise me you’ll find a way to let me go. Don’t let me live like that.”

Tragically, David passed away in November 2017 at the age of 67 due to organ failure. He had been hospitalized in Florida for several days, and his kidneys and liver failed.

David’s publicist, Jo-Ann Geffen, confirmed his death, sharing a statement from the family: “It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of our father, our uncle, and our dear brother, David Cassidy. David died surrounded by those he loved, with joy in his heart and free from the pain that had gripped him for so long.”

Despite the challenges he faced, David’s estate turned out to be worth more than expected. His son, Beau, inherited nearly $1.68 million, including $230,000 in assets, $450,000 from David’s retirement plan, and a $1 million life insurance policy. David had left most of his estate to Beau, excluding his daughter Katie.

David’s love and pride for his son were clear, especially as Beau followed in his footsteps to pursue a career in entertainment. In a 2012 interview, David reflected on fatherhood, saying, “As a father, I do everything my dad didn’t do. My son Beau’s birth changed my life. I’ve gone to every baseball and basketball game, every performance.”

David was proud when Beau left college to follow his dream of becoming a musician. Beau formed a band called the Fates, and David was excited about his son’s future success.

Beau continued to make a name for himself, even participating in “The Voice.” He was praised as “a really talented performer.”

Fans on social media also noticed Beau’s striking resemblance to his father, often commenting on how similar they looked.

One fan said, “Beautiful smile, young man… keep happy and creating your music,” while another noted, “Just as handsome as his father.” Others echoed similar sentiments, calling Beau “a Handsome Young Cassidy” and commenting, “You look just like your handsome Dad, David!”

David Cassidy’s life had its ups and downs, but his love for his son, Beau, never wavered. Despite the struggles he faced, from teen idol fame to battling addiction and illness, David’s legacy lives on through Beau, who continues to carry on his father’s musical talent and charm.

At Husband’s Funeral Wife Meets a Woman with His Baby in Her Arms – Story of the Day

Nancy’s life is turned upside down at her husband’s funeral when she encounters an older woman holding a baby. The woman claims the child she is carrying is Nancy’s late husband’s. Is she lying? Or do more shocking revelations await Nancy?

Nancy looked at the final traces of her husband’s funeral service. She couldn’t believe Patrick was gone. He had died in a car accident. It had been a week, but she could still feel him around her. How could he be dead?

With a heavy heart, she headed toward the cemetery’s exit, telling herself she had to start figuring out the rest of her life.

Suddenly, an older woman with a baby blocked her path.

“Are you Nancy?” the woman asked while the baby in her arms cried.

Nancy didn’t recognize her. Who was she?

“I am. Who are you?” Nancy replied.

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Nancy’s heart wasn’t ready when the woman, Amanda, revealed the baby in her arms was Patrick’s child.

“Only you can look after this child now,” she told Nancy. “Her mother can’t provide for her.”

A shiver ran down Nancy’s spine. She stared at the baby and backed away.

“No, it can’t be! Patrick was a loving husband. He would never do this to me!”

Nancy turned around and left. She would never doubt Patrick.

“Watch out!”

Nancy bumped into one of Patrick’s old friends, Mike. She was too lost in her thoughts to notice where she was heading.

Mike started chatting with her, offering his condolences. Nancy didn’t want to talk to anyone, but she had to be courteous. She finished the conversation as soon as she could and headed to her car.

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The baby’s thoughts replayed in her mind, but she dismissed them. However, as Nancy opened her car door, she was shocked. The same baby lay in her back seat, crying.

Nancy looked around. Amanda was nowhere to be seen. “How did this baby even get here?” she wondered.

It was cold, so Nancy removed her jacket and began wrapping it around the little one.

But she froze when she noticed a birthmark on the baby’s neck. “It can’t be,” she muttered to herself.

The birthmark was exactly like Patrick’s. Nancy didn’t want to suspect her late husband of cheating. But now, she needed the truth. She needed to know if Patrick had been unfaithful to her.

Nancy drove home with the baby, took Patrick’s hair strands from his hairbrush, and went to a hospital.

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“Hello, I’d like to get a paternity test done,” she told the receptionist at the counter.

“OK, ma’am. Normally, it takes a few days to get the results,” the woman said.

“Can it be done quicker?” Nancy asked. “I’ll pay extra.”

“Well, we do have expedited service. Let me see what I can do. But it will cost you more.”

“I’ll take it,” Nancy replied. She submitted Patrick’s samples and paid for the test.

Sitting in the hallway, she was awaiting the results when the baby started crying. Nancy sniffed the baby’s clothes. Her diaper didn’t need a change.

Nancy guessed she must have been hungry. There was still time before the results came in, so she drove to a supermarket and bought baby formula, bottles, and a few diapers — just in case she needed them.

She returned to the hallway and sat there, feeding the formula to the baby. After what seemed like an eternity, a nurse approached her with the results.

The woman handed her an envelope and walked away.

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“This is the truth, and I’ll have to accept it whether I like it or not,” Nancy thought as she opened the results.

Her head seemed to spin when she read the words, “Paternity rate – 99%.”

Nancy looked at the sleeping baby in her arms and swallowed the tears in her eyes. Patrick had cheated on her and kept her in the dark.

Nancy decided she would not live with the proof of his infidelity forever. She would find the baby’s mother and give the baby back to her.

Pulling herself together, Nancy drove home and began going through Patrick’s things. But she didn’t find anything that could point her to his lover. She moved to his office next, searching his drawers, files, and cabinets. But nothing.

Nancy sighed. The baby was asleep in the living room. Grabbing the baby monitor, she headed to Patrick’s car. She searched under the seats, in the glove compartment, and in all the nooks and crannies of the vehicle. But she didn’t find anything significant.

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Nancy sank into the driver’s seat when her eyes landed on the GPS. And it was then it hit her. Patrick was terrible at directions and always used the navigator. If he had ever visited his mistress’ house, that is where she would find her address.

Nancy went straight to recent destinations on the navigator. The list wasn’t long, mostly familiar places: local restaurants, the hardware store, and Patrick’s office. But then, one address caught her eye—it appeared more frequently than others, and she didn’t recognize it.

“This is it,” she thought. She took the baby with her and drove to the address.

***

Arriving there, Nancy found herself in front of a modest house. She scooped the baby in her arms, walked to the front door, and knocked.

“Hello? Anyone home?” she asked.

After the tenth knock, when nobody answered the door, Nancy concluded the house was empty. She looked around and decided to approach the neighbors. She started with the house next door and rang the doorbell.

The door opened with a creak, and Nancy’s eyes widened when Amanda stepped out.

“You?” Nancy asked.

“How…how did you find me?” Amanda stuttered.

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“I was trying to find my husband’s…” Nancy paused. “His other woman. I wanted to return her baby.”

A strange sadness flashed across Amanda’s face. “The woman who lived next door… died a few days ago. She had a heart attack when she learned about your husband’s accident. Emma is no more.”

“Wait…did you say Emma?” Nancy asked, shocked.

“Yes,” Amanda nodded. “Did you know her?”

“Was…Was her last name Warren?”

When Amanda nodded, Nancy hung her head in shame. “Can-Can I come inside?” she asked. “There’s something I’d like to tell you. I feel I could use some talk.”

Amanda opened the door wider for her, and Nancy stepped inside. They settled in the living room. “Emma was my classmate,” Nancy began recounting her past. “She was also my friend. But I wronged her and…Patrick…”

20 years ago…

Nancy and Patrick were in their school’s hallway. She was standing next to her locker when Patrick approached her.

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“Hey, Nancy,” he said quietly, and she looked at him.

“I…I need to tell you something,” Patrick added anxiously.

“Hey,” she smiled. “Yes?”

“I…I’m in love with someone else, Nancy,” he confessed. “I know you’ve been really kind and everything, but I’m sorry.”

Nancy was shocked. “Tell me it’s a joke, Patrick,” she cried. “You can’t be serious!”

But Patrick was serious. Patrick was head over heels in love with Emma, and Emma loved him, too.

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Nancy was so distraught that day that she returned home in tears.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” Her mother immediately sensed something had happened at school.

Nancy sobbed as she told her how Patrick had broken up with her.

“I want to break them up!” she yelled. “I won’t let them be together!”

“Nancy, you won’t be able to create your own happiness by destroying someone else’s,” her mother advised her. “Revenge is never an option. Forget about him.”

But Nancy was fueled with the desire for revenge.

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In the next few days, Nancy tried everything she could to drive Patrick and Emma apart—she spread silly rumors, planned coincidental run-ins where she’d flaunt newfound confidence, and even stooped to sending anonymous notes, trying to stir up jealousy.

However, nothing worked. Emma seemed happy, wrapped up in her and Patrick’s world and Nancy was left on the outside, her plans crumbling uselessly around her.

But Nancy wasn’t the one to give up. One night, she had the perfect idea to drive a wedge between Emma and Patrick.

“Hello, Nancy, how are you?” Nancy visited Patrick, and the door was answered by this mother.

“I’m fine, Mrs. White. Is Patrick home?”

“Yes, dear. Let me get him.”

Patrick was confused to see her on his doorstep. “Nancy? What’s going on?”

“I know this will come as a shock to you, Patrick, but…I’m-I’m pregnant!” she announced.

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Patrick was shocked and terrified. “What…but…Are you sure?”

When she nodded, Patrick invited her inside. She told him she hadn’t told her parents yet because she was scared. Nancy said her father would definitely be against it and force her to terminate the pregnancy. So she begged Patrick not to tell anyone about it and noticed how easily he succumbed to her lie.

Patrick was a responsible guy. Nancy knew that. He held her hands and said, “I’m the child’s father, so I’ll take the responsibility for our baby. And yes, don’t worry; this will stay between us.”

Present-day…

“I used him. I lied to him. I wasn’t pregnant,” Nancy told Amanda. “I was hurt, and I couldn’t stand losing him to Emma. So I told him a lie that changed everything. He was ready to step up, leave Emma, and be…a father.”

“Lies ruin everything, dear,” Amanda shook her head. “And what after that? Did he never find out the truth?”

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“He didn’t,” Nancy revealed. “I kept up the act, the morning sickness, the whole thing. But after a couple of months, I…I couldn’t carry on with it. So, I told him there was a mistake with the test and that the doctor was wrong. And by then, Emma had…moved. She was heartbroken and had left town with her parents. Patrick and I stayed together. He never went back to her, never tried to find her. We just moved on. Or pretended to…” Nancy added, looking at the sleeping baby in her arms. Now she knew Patrick had returned to Emma.

“And I guess it’s time to correct what I couldn’t back then,” Nancy said and rose to her feet.

She was leaving Amanda’s house with the baby when the older woman stopped her.

“What are you going to do with the baby?” Amanda asked.

Nancy turned around and smiled at Amanda. “I will raise her as my own child. Maybe that’ll help me seek forgiveness from Patrick and Emma.”

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And Nancy followed through on her words. She raised baby Catherine with love. When Catherine turned 16, Nancy told her everything about her past. She was expecting Catherine to hate her. And she was prepared for it.

But Catherine smiled and said, “Nothing changes how I feel about you, Mom. You raised me. You were there for every scraped knee, every fever, every heartbreak. You’re my mom in every way that counts.”

Nancy cried silently and hugged her daughter. Catherine’s words had not only relieved her heart, but they’d also made her believe that Emma and Patrick had forgiven her.

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