Modern Screen (Jan-Dec 1960)

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■ "I thought I would die when Jim told me he didn't ever want to come back to me. I wanted to die. I could no more live without him than I could live without my right leg. "I had gone on a trip around the world to forget him. But I couldn't. Wherever I went, I saw Jim's face before me. In Honolulu, on my way home, great, black waves of emptiness overwhelmed me. Years before, Jim and I had been in Honolulu together. I wanted nothing more in the world than to have Jim with me again. Frantic, I called him on the phone. 'Jim,' I said, 'I love you. I can't live without you. Please come back to me.' "There was a pause. It was agony waiting for him to reply. Finally it came. 'No,' he said, and his voice was like ice. 'No, Virginia, I can't. It's all over.' And he hung up. "I shivered. In my distraught state I thought, 'There is nothing to lire for any longer.' I was so tired. The Story of a Hollywood Wife "I went into the bathroom and took a razor. I lay down in the bathtub and ran the razor over one wrist. There was a terrible sting. Then, with my bloodied hand, I took the razor and slashed my other wrist. I began to black out. I closed my eyes and waited to die." This is what Jim Arness' wife, Virginia, said. The tragedy of Virginia Arness is the tragedy of a woman who loved her man too much. Divorce is an almost daily occurrence in Hollywood, with heartache its companion. But what would make a woman so despairing on knowing she had lost her husband that she would try to take her life, as Virginia Arness had tried to do? Here is Virginia's own story: "Jim and I were desperately poor when we got married ten years ago. But we were very much in love, and we were very happy. It was only after Jim had a taste of success as the star of TV's Gunsmoke that things began to go very wrong with our marriage. It was when that crazy thing called Hollywood (Continued on page 68)