December 16, 2010 by markstani
Excerpt from Sex Bomb: The Life And Death Of Anna Nicole Smith, pub. Milo Books (2007)
At seventeen, she went to work at Jim’s Krispy Fried Chicken, a single-storey restaurant with a parking lot out front that, since her death, has become a tourist attraction.
“She used to serve me chicken,” said Don O’Brian, a retired steel mill mechanic. “She was a little skinny girl with brown hair. She wasn’t beautiful, but she wasn’t ugly. Everyone liked her.”
James Buchanan, who used to own a rival fast food outlet, admitted: “People have a soft spot for her. She went from being a nobody to a somebody.”
For all the fame that was later to come her way, she claimed that serving fried chicken for a few dollars a week was the happiest time of her life. Despite her insecurities about the small size of her breasts, Vickie quickly realised that she was popular with the boys.
“Working at Jim’s Krispy Chicken was the best, best, best time of my life,” she later said. “I was happier than I’ve ever been. There was me and my friend serving tables and the guys would come from miles around to see us.”