Bobby Sherman Quit Music at the Height of His Career – His Shocking Reason Revealed

Bobby Sherman was one of the biggest music stars during the 1960s and 1970s. Back then, it seemed like everyone had a crush on him.

He released several albums, became a well-known actor, performed for thousands of fans, and sold millions of records. But even with all his success, Sherman made the surprising decision to leave show business for good while he was still famous.

It wasn’t because he felt like he wasn’t talented anymore. Instead, he left for a bigger purpose—he wanted to save lives.

Here’s everything you need to know about the legendary Bobby Sherman!

Bobby Sherman was born on July 22, 1943, in Santa Monica, California, and grew up in Van Nuys, near Los Angeles.

**Bobby Sherman – Early Life**
By the time he was 11, Sherman had learned to play the trumpet and later mastered other instruments like the piano, trombone, and guitar. He attended Birmingham High School, where he joined a band and developed a strong interest in singing. Over the years, Sherman reportedly learned to play an impressive 16 instruments.

After graduating high school in 1961, he began studying at Pierce College in Woodland Hills, near Los Angeles. It was during this time that a relationship changed his life forever.

Sherman was studying child psychology at Pierce College when he met his first girlfriend. One night, she invited him to a cast party for *The Greatest Story Ever Told*.

By then, Sherman had already started performing music with different bands around the San Fernando Valley, and many people recognized his talent. At the party, Sherman didn’t hesitate to showcase his voice.

“I was always the guy who had the gumption to get up and sing in front of people,” he later said.

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At the Hollywood party, Bobby Sherman had some friends playing in the band on stage, which made it easier for him to get up and sing. He performed Ray Charles’ “What I’d Say” in front of the crowd.

**Discovered at a Hollywood Party**
Since it was a Hollywood party, many famous people from the entertainment industry were there, including stars like Sal Mineo, Natalie Wood, and Jane Fonda.

After his performance, they recognized his talent. Sal Mineo, especially, took notice and decided to mentor him.

“People were saying things like, ‘Who’s handling you?’ I had no idea what that meant,” Sherman recalled.

“Well, I was just a kid from Van Nuys, and I was like, ‘What do they mean, handling me?’ Then I realized they were talking about representation.”

Sherman quickly got a taste of Hollywood life. Just three days later, an agent—who had heard about him from one of the party guests—sent him to an audition. It was for a new television show called *Shindig*, and Bobby landed a featured role.

His time on *Shindig* lasted only two years, but that was enough to get him noticed. By then, people across the country had fallen in love with him, and job offers started pouring in.

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When *Shindig* was canceled in 1966, Bobby Sherman guest-starred on several other shows, including *The Monkees*, *Honey West*, and *The FBI*. He was starting to become a heartthrob in Hollywood, but it was in 1968 that he really made it big.

**Bobby Sherman – Music, Songs, Albums, Acting**
Sherman played the stuttering character Jason Bolt in *Here Come The Brides*, staying on the show for two full years. By the end of his time on the show, his character had lost his stutter, but the show was eventually canceled.

Jason Bolt became very popular with fans, and Sherman realized this during a telethon in Buffalo. Suddenly, he wasn’t just a rising star; he had become famous.

“The show had just started, and we didn’t even have any records out yet,” Sherman told *Tulsa World*.

“Greg Morris from *Mission: Impossible* and Robert Brown from *Here Come The Brides* and I were asked to do the telethon. It was going really well when the fire marshal came in and said, ‘We have a problem. You need to come up to the second floor; you have to greet some people.’

“They opened up a window, and I looked out to see the parking lot of the TV station filled with people. It was a sea of faces,” he recalled. “It was just unbelievable. That was when I realized something big was happening.”

The following year was a bit of a “limbo” for Bobby. However, it was during this time that he began focusing on writing songs and experimenting with his eight-track recording equipment.

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Bobby Sherman became a professional singer, even though he hadn’t received much recognition for his voice yet.

**Bobby Sherman – Family, Wife, Children**
From 1969 to 1971, Sherman’s young fans bought millions of his recordings. He released popular singles like “Little Woman,” “Easy Come, Easy Go,” and “Julie, Do Ya Love Me.” He sold over a million copies of six different singles and four different albums.

“A song begins with an idea – one line,” he explained in 1971. “I build that into a complete lyric. Then, I fit the music around it.”

Sherman starred in a television series called *Getting Together*, a spinoff of *The Partridge Family*, about two songwriters, from 1970 to 1971. He also appeared in several guest roles after that.

At the same time as his rise to fame, he married his first wife, Patti Carnel, in 1971. Together, they had two sons, Christopher and Tyler.

Sherman wanted his kids to have a great place to grow up, so he decided to build a miniature model of Disneyland’s Main Street in his backyard. The project cost him about $15,000 and took around two and a half years to complete.

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Not everyone was happy with Bobby Sherman’s Disneyland project; his wife was reportedly annoyed by the constant noise of hammers.

**”I Didn’t Know What Home Was”**
“At one point, she said, ‘If you don’t finish it, I’ll kill you,’” Sherman joked in an interview with *People*.

Bobby’s children not only inspired him to build his own piece of Disneyland but also became the motivation for his new career. He became a major teen heartthrob before stars like Shaun Cassidy and David Cassidy. Eventually, he was “replaced” by performers like Donny Osmond.

At the height of his career, Sherman starred in hit television series while also releasing popular singles, gaining adoration from millions of fans. His albums *Sixteen* and *Tiger Beat* became two of his most cherished works.

Even though he was living out his dream, Sherman explained that he often filmed five days a week and had evening shows on weekends. This busy schedule took a toll on him. “It was so hectic for three years that I didn’t know what home was,” he told the *Washington Post*.

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“I was disoriented; I never knew where I was. I always had to be reminded. But, in all honesty, I must say I had the best of times because the concerts were great, and the fans were great. It was the proverbial love-in, but it just zapped so much out of me.”

**Bobby Sherman Left Music to Save Lives**
Then, in the middle of his celebrity status, Bobby suddenly decided to switch careers to a very important one. He chose to leave his music and television career to save lives.

Sherman was very involved in raising his children, and his then-wife Patti was afraid of blood. As anyone who has raised kids knows, accidents happen often, and Christopher and Tyler would sometimes fall and get hurt.

These falls sometimes caused bloody knees and other minor scrapes. Wanting to handle these situations better, Sherman decided to take some classes. He first took an introductory first aid and CPR class and later volunteered as an emergency medical technician.

“The very first call, I saved a little 5-year-old girl’s life. I thought, ‘Yeah, that’s the most incredible feeling,’” Bobby recalled in a 1994 interview.

I Left My Newborn with My Husband for a Work Trip, He Began Acting Weird When I Returned – His Reason Shocked Me

I left my newborn with my husband during a medical conference, but when I returned, his behavior was off — withdrawn, and overwhelmed. As the tension between us escalated, I feared our marriage might collapse under the weight of unfulfilled promises and the strain of new parenthood.

I became a neurologist because my work gave me purpose. I’d been a troubled teen, so dedicating my life to something greater than myself seemed like a redemption arc.

Rachel and James on their wedding day, full of hopes and dreams | Source: Pexels

Rachel and James on their wedding day, full of hopes and dreams | Source: Pexels

And I found fulfillment in helping patients. But it wasn’t just about the work; it was about the life I built around it — a life with James. We’ve been married for four years. He worked in marketing and made significantly less money than me, but it never mattered.

James and I had always agreed on one thing — children were not a priority. I preferred adoption if we were going down that road. Biological children? I was ambivalent at best.

James and his best friend's baby boy, sparking a change in heart | Source: Pexels

James and his best friend’s baby boy, sparking a change in heart | Source: Pexels

But then, his best friend had a baby boy, and everything changed. James started talking about having a kid of our own. I wasn’t convinced, but then, life decided for us when, soon after, I found out I was pregnant.

“So, what do we do?” I had asked, looking at James.

“Let’s keep it. We’ll make it work,” he said, squeezing my hand.

We agreed he would quit his job to stay home with our daughter, Lily, until she was old enough for preschool. My work was my life, and I had no desire to become a housewife.

Rachel and James holding baby Lily | Source: Pexels

Rachel and James holding baby Lily | Source: Pexels

Lily was born, and soon, my maternity leave was up. I had a medical conference out of state and left James alone with Lily for the weekend. He assured me he’d handle it.

“Call me if you need anything,” I told him before leaving.

“Don’t worry, Rachel. We’ll be fine,” he smiled, holding Lily.

***

When I returned, something was off. James was withdrawn, not his usual upbeat self.

“Hey, how was the conference?” he asked, but his eyes didn’t meet mine.

James looking weary while holding Lily | Source: Midjourney

James looking weary while holding Lily | Source: Midjourney

“Good. What’s going on here? You seem… different.”

He shrugged, focusing on Lily in his arms. “Nothing. Just tired, I guess.”

“Tired?” I probed. “James, what’s wrong?”

He looked at me then, eyes filled with something I couldn’t place. “I… I don’t know if I can do this.”

“Do what?” I asked, though I already feared the answer.

“This. Stay home with Lily. I feel trapped, Rachel. Overwhelmed.”

His words hit me like a punch to the gut. “You said you could handle it. You agreed to this!”

Rachel and James having a heated discussion in the living room | Source: Pexels

Rachel and James having a heated discussion in the living room | Source: Pexels

“I know, but it’s harder than I thought. I’m not cut out for this.”

“So, what are you suggesting? That I give up my career? Extend my maternity leave?”

“Maybe we could consider daycare,” he said softly.

“Daycare? We agreed!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “I made sacrifices, James. My career —”

“And what about my sacrifices? I quit my job for this. I’m asking for help, Rachel.”

“Help? This isn’t what we planned. We had an agreement!” My voice rose, frustration boiling over. At that moment, Lily started crying, and James looked like he might break.

Baby Lily crying in the background | Source: Pexels

Baby Lily crying in the background | Source: Pexels

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, tears welling up. “I just need help.”

I stared at him, feeling betrayed. The man I relied on was crumbling, and our agreement seemed to be falling apart. I needed time to think, to process.

But Lily’s cries demanded attention, and for now, all I could do was hold her close, feeling the weight of the sacrifices we both had made.

Rachel cuddling Lily | Source: Pexels

Rachel cuddling Lily | Source: Pexels

The next few days were tense. James avoided talking about it, burying himself in household chores and baby duties. I buried myself in work, leaving early and coming home late. We were living in the same house but miles apart.

One evening, after putting Lily to bed, I sat down next to James on the couch. “We need to talk.”

He sighed, not looking away from the TV. “Yeah, I know.”

“This isn’t working, James. We’re both miserable.”

James and Rachel sitting at a distance on the sofa | Source: Midjourney

James and Rachel sitting at a distance on the sofa | Source: Midjourney

“I’m doing my best, Rachel,” he snapped. “I never said this would be easy.”

“But you promised. You said you’d stay home with Lily. Now you’re backing out?”

“I’m not backing out! I just —” He ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. “I didn’t realize how hard it would be. I feel trapped.”

I felt a surge of anger. “So what? You think I don’t feel trapped sometimes? You think I wanted to go back to work so soon?”

James pacing the living room in frustration | Source: Midjourney

James pacing the living room in frustration | Source: Midjourney

“You have a choice, Rachel. You could stay home.”

“And throw away everything I’ve worked for? No. We made a plan.”

He stood up, pacing the room. “Maybe the plan was wrong. Maybe we rushed into this.”

“Rushed into this?” I echoed, incredulous. “You were the one who wanted a baby, remember? I never would have agreed to have Lily if I knew you’d change your mind.”

His face fell, and he looked genuinely hurt. “Do you regret having her?”

Rachel and James face to face, emotions running high | Source: Midjourney

Rachel and James face to face, emotions running high | Source: Midjourney

I paused, taken aback. “No, I don’t. But I regret that we’re failing her because we can’t get our act together.”

“So, what are you saying? Divorce?” His voice was barely a whisper.

“I don’t know, James. But something has to change.”

***

The next day, I took matters into my own hands. Before he could say anything, I emerged from the kitchen, holding a glass of water. “Meet Claire,” I said calmly. “She’s our new nanny.”

His face twisted in confusion and anger. “What? A nanny? We can’t afford that!”

Claire, the new nanny, sitting down with James and Rachel | Source: Midjourney

Claire, the new nanny, sitting down with James and Rachel | Source: Midjourney

I handed the glass of water to Claire and gestured for her to sit down. “Actually, we can. You’ll be going back to work, and working from home from now on. All your earnings will go towards paying Claire. She’ll help during the day so you can focus on your work.”

His face turned red with anger. “This is insane! You can’t just decide this without talking to me!”

I stepped closer, my voice firm but controlled. “We talked about this at the very beginning. You made a promise. You agreed to stay home and take care of our daughter. If you can’t do that, then we need to discuss other options.”

Rachel standing firm, explaining the need for a nanny | Source: Midjourney

Rachel standing firm, explaining the need for a nanny | Source: Midjourney

He looked at me, bewildered. “Other options? What do you mean?”

“I mean, we can get a divorce,” I said plainly. “You’ll be a single dad, and I’ll pay child support. But you can’t make me take on the responsibility that you agreed to handle. I’ve worked too hard to get where I am, and I won’t let you derail my career.”

He sank onto the couch, his head in his hands. “I don’t want a divorce. I just… I didn’t realize how hard it would be.”

James collapsing on the couch, exhausted | Source: Pexels

James collapsing on the couch, exhausted | Source: Pexels

I softened my tone slightly. “I understand it’s hard. That’s why Claire is here to help. But you need to step up. Our daughter needs both of us to be strong for her.”

Claire started the following Monday. She was a godsend. James was initially resistant, but as days went by, he began to appreciate her help. The house was calmer, and for the first time in weeks, James seemed more at ease.

One evening, as I watched James feeding Lily with a smile, I felt a flicker of hope. Maybe we could make this work after all.

James holding Lily with a newfound sense of ease and a smile | Source: Midjourney

James holding Lily with a newfound sense of ease and a smile | Source: Midjourney

“I’m sorry,” he said one night, as we lay in bed. “I should’ve been more supportive.”

“I’m sorry too,” I replied. “I should’ve listened to you more.”

“Claire’s great with Lily,” he admitted. “It’s making a difference.”

“I’m glad,” I said, squeezing his hand. “We’ll get through this, babe. We have to.”

Rachel and James having a heart-to-heart in the bedroom | Source: Pexels

Rachel and James having a heart-to-heart in the bedroom | Source: Pexels

Slowly, things began to improve. With Claire’s assistance, James adjusted to his new role. He started to bond with Lily, gaining confidence as he navigated the challenges of childcare. He picked up some freelance marketing work from home, which eased the financial strain.

As for me, I threw myself back into my practice, balancing my demanding career with my family responsibilities. It wasn’t easy, but knowing that James had the support he needed made it bearable.

One night, after Lily was asleep, James and I sat on the porch, enjoying a rare moment of peace. “We’re getting there,” he said, wrapping an arm around me.

Rachel and James sitting together on the porch | Source: Midjourney

Rachel and James sitting together on the porch | Source: Midjourney

“Yeah, we are,” I agreed, leaning into him.

“I never realized how hard this would be,” he admitted. “But I’m glad we’re doing it together.”

“Me too,” I said. “I love you, James.”

“I love you too. And I love Lily. We’ll make this work.”

We sat in silence, watching the stars, feeling a sense of renewed commitment. We had a long road ahead, but we were stronger together. And for the first time in a long while, I believed we could face anything as long as we had each other.

Rachel and James watching the stars, feeling a renewed sense of hope and commitment | Source: Midjourney

Rachel and James watching the stars, feeling a renewed sense of hope and commitment | Source: Midjourney

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