The daughter of Sammy Davis, jr, and May Britt recounts her loving, but distant relationship with her father, and describes how she confronted him and they drew closer after she grew up Sammy Davis Jr. moved effortlessly from stage to screen to television to Las Vegas, the consummate entertainer. The one role he couldn't seem to adjust to was that of father. Tracey Davis, his daughter with Swedish actress May Britt, recounts her relationship with her famous dad, who was more concerned with schmoozing with his Rat Pack cronies than attending his daughter's college graduation. Frank, Liza, and Dean all glamorously pass through Tracey's childhood, but she remains unconfident and insecure. Are people staring at her because she's a biracial child or because she's Sammy's daughter? A poignant reconciliation a year before her father's death in 1990 elevates this from being a Daddy Dearest, but the limited scope is unlikely to satisfy those more interested in for Sammy's considerable dirty laundry.?Dan Bogey, Clearfield Cty. P.L. Federation, Curwensville, Pa. Copyright 1996 Reed Business Information, Inc. Conversational memoir by the late performer's daughter, with the help of Associated Press arts and entertainment editor Barclay. Sammy Davis Jr. was an absentee father; he was always on the road. But even when he was around, he embarrassed Tracey. He showed up at her school in a stretch limousine. He was late for her high school graduation, and the school, to which he had contributed a baseball field, wouldn't begin the ceremony without him. He missed Tracey's college graduation entirely; he missed her birthday parties; he sent cash. Rather than someone with her own identity, Tracey became ``Tracey Two Commas: Tracey comma daughter of Sammy Davis Jr. comma.'' With a laundry list of resentments, just before her wedding, Tracey traveled to Las Vegas to talk to her dad. He was a world-famous entertainer who smoked, drank, drugged, and once joined a group of satanists to boost his energy level; she was a civilian. But once they cleared the air, Tracey was able to express her appreciation of his talent, his eccentricities, and his character. She describes the racial discrimination he suffered: Being doused with white house-paint by a fellow soldier; getting hate mail when he married Tracey's mother, a white woman, actress May Britt; having his life threatened repeatedly. Davis began entertaining when he was three, on the road with his father and uncle, often with little food. As a successful entertainer, he spent enormous amounts of money: Tracey talks about looking for wedding clothes with $20,000 in her pocket. After a lot of complaining, Tracey seems to grow up as she describes Davis's ordeal with terminal throat cancer. Tracey hasn't inherited her father's sense of humor or showmanship, but there's a realness about her account that gives it some power. She sounds just like somebody's kid. (Author tour) -- Copyright ©1996, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.