She was born in a prospers

Philadelphia family.

Though she was a shy child,

she will live her life in the public eye.

"Don't try to be a hero!

You don't have to be a hero,
not for me!"

"I'm not trying to be a hero..."

At the age of 23, her beauty and talent

took her to Hollywood.

She made eleven films in
three and a half years

and became one of the most
sought-after stars of her time.

She worked with Hollywood's
most important directors,

played opposite its top leading men.

"There's nothing quite so mysterious

and silent as a dark theater..."

Then, at 26, she turned her back
on make-believe.

But make-believe came true,

in a fairy tale shared
by the entire world.

Her name was Grace Kelly.

It became Her Serene Highness,
Princess Grace of Monaco.

I don't think Grace really believed that

she was going to give up acting when

she became Princess Grace of Monaco.

I think that the reallity of that probably

struck her some place in the middle of

the Mediterranean after
the honeymoon began.

She took everything so much in her stride,

nothing seemed to be too much for her.

Of any name, Grace, could not have been

more fitting,

and even her death, her tragic early death

made her enter even more into legend.

Monaco, a principality of less than

five hundred acres on the French Riviera.

For centuries, the Monégasques had held on

to their distinctive character, 
and their pride.

But, to this world, this place was known

as a "playground for the wealthy"

and came to enjoy its beauty 
and its gambling.

Monaco became a home of young 
American actress

who arrived in 1956 to be its Princess.

She brought it fame, her cool beauty,

her intelligence, and she brought war

a sense of purpose.

Well, this story about the Princess 
was firmly anchored in reality.

Reality had its origins

back in Philadelphia.

Competition came easily to the Kellys.

Here along Kelly Drive

named after Grace's father, John B. Kelly,

they still race in the sport for which

Jack Kelly won an Olympic medal.

A statue elected by the citizens 
of Philadelphia

commemorates that achievement.

Jack Kelly's father was a bricklayer from

Ireland who went on to make a fortune.

Young Jack soon joined 
the family business:

construction and brick making.

He started his own business

and made his own fortune.

But he always professed pride in

his family's humble origins.

Jack Kelly belived that the world

was what you made of.

Margaret Majer, who married Jack, had been

a model as well as a champion 
swimmer athlete.

Margaret and Jack were determined

to raise their children in their own way.

If you are good enough, you're sure 
to reach the top.

It was drilled into Kelly children 
from their earliest years.

As a family, we were always very close,

four of us, Peggy, my sister, the oldest,

our brother Jack, Grace and then myself.

She was the baby for three and 
a half years

and loved every minute of it.

Grace, when she was young, she 
was very shy

and a mama's baby.

There were many times
were we had pictures taken

that our mother had to lean back

away from the camera so Grace
would not cry

and taken away from her mother,

she was very sweet and soft, and
loved to held

and cuddled and kissed, and loved.

I, on the other hand, and I think my

brother and older sister, were more

"don't let me," "don't get around me,"

we wanted to do our
own things.

We always had a place
at the shore when we were young,

and, at that time, I think we had
our best times together,

we just had a marvelous time,

and Grace, all her life, loved 
being by the ocean and the sea.

Grace and all the family were 
a competitive family.

I think we got that, I know we got

that from our mother
and our father.

They stilled into us a deep sense 
of competition

and the love of sports,

the will of winning,

but also taught us 
how to lose gracefully.

But the Kellys didn't intend to lose 
and there never was a better

drillmaster than Jack Kelly.

It was fun, family fun, and it left a 
special kind of determination.

This determination didn't
manifest itself in Grace

as much in the sporting field.

But her determination sooner took 
another turn.

She loved sit by the hours and pretend

and create situations and say:

"Lizzie, you do this, and I'll be this,"

and, "I'll be the mother and
you'll be the baby,"

of course, I gave her a hard time
a lot of times because I did not

want to play her games.

For Grace, growing up wealthy

meant winter sports in Lake Placid.

It also meant the best private schools.

Working for causes you believed
in started young.

With modeling, it's
society fashion benefits.

But for Grace, these shows meant
more than fundraising;

They were theater.

She got most of her love from the 
theater my uncle George.

He was a playwright and
he directed plays.

Very gracious, highly educated
person, well-read, and very witty.

And she just was fascinated with

all the tales of the
stage and the theater.

Her uncle George Kelly was a 
great example to her.

He was sensitive and kind, and talented,

and I think of all the men she ever
knew,

rather than going for the 
"athletic macho type,"

I think her ideal man was
her uncle George.

My recollections with her father,
Jack Kelly,

were of an enormous man with

a tremendous amount of gusto, 
everything up front,

everything in the open, moved ahead.

A nice man, but not a tremendous
amount of internal sensitivity.

Her father believed absolutely to Peggy,

the elder sister was going to be

like the big star of the family and
succeed,

and he never payed any attention

to basically the middle of the
family and his four children,

and she was quiet, observant of

the others and adored
her older brother Kell,

John B. Kelly Jr., an also athletic
star, great racer,

her father thought he was great,

but Gracie just accepted, and I
don't think

he understood her at all,

but she adored him.

And yet, one wonders what you
don't

get from a parent, what it is

perhaps what you need, if that isn't what

creates a great deal of the
drive in you

you to go out and become the
fullest part of yourself.

She decided to go to New York, and my

mother and father especially surprised

because she was a shy and retiring girl.

My mother and father were a little
wary of New York and on her own,

but mother said: "Jack, it's not as if

she is going to Hollywood or to
California."

Grace knew that her father didn't
think much of an acting career.

They allowed her to go, to get it
out of her system,

"Let her go, it won't mount to
anything."

Grace was accepted into the

American Academy of Dramatic Arts

and then housed in 
Manhattan's Carnegie Hall.

It was 1947 and Grace Kelly was 18
years old.