Modern Screen (Dec 1949 - Nov 1950)

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Joan happily holds hands beneath a Mocambo table with her third husband, actor Phil Terry, in 1944 — two years before they were to be divorced. Very, upset when they separated, Joan still refuses to discuss that marriage. For a long time, man-about-town Greg Bautzer and Joan were one of Hollywood's steadiest twosomes. . Now, he's dating Ginger Rogers whom he's expected to marry. ransformed her from a painfully shy, and uncertain girl into a poised sophisticate. who had to work her way through its elegant halls. She was there because her mother, making little by running a laundry agency, could not support her, and only at a private school could a girl earn both her education and her living — doing dishes, making beds, cleaning and cooking. The other girls, with the cruel snobbery of the young with secure backgrounds, ignored her socially. And then one day, to their amazement and rage, the best-born and wealthiest lad in the school asked her to be his date at this, the biggest school dance of the year. As she made her way from the powder room to meet her escort at the ballroom entrance, the music started. Further qualms assailed her now — for the simple reason that she'd never danced with a boy before in her life. She went up to her date. "Why," he said, "how beautiful you look. And what a pretty dress. . . . Well — shall we show the people how to dance?" She had a moment of near panic as she found herself walking out on the floor beside him. And then — they were dancing. Dancing smoothly and beautifully. Her feet meshed perfectly with the rhythm and her partner's steps. So great was the natural {Continued on next page) Joan and the twins, Cynthia and Cathy, and Cliquot, the poodle, attend an earnest duet by Christopher and Christina. The children now give Joan's life its deepest purpose.