Modern Screen (Jan-Nov 1951)

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WHAT This is a man's world, and a girl has to fight for everything she wants. Men taught me how to fight; they taught me how to live. HAVE DONE TO ■ The other evening I was going over a collection of movie magazines. Naturally, my eyes were diverted to stories dealing with Joan Crawford. After reading three of them, I said to myself, "Is it you, actually you they're writing about?" I couldn't believe it. Honestly! One writer quoted me as saying, "I've made three mistakes in my life — my three marriages, and I'm not proud of any of them." Another reporter described me as "love-starved, man-crazy, husband-hungry, and altogether unhappy." A third suggested that I was a domineering hermit who lived only for her career. Bunk! Pure bunk! I know the truth, about myself, and I'm not afraid of it. The basic truth about me is that I'm so normal it hurts, and that my character and personality are largely the result of the men in my life. We all become a part of what we live with. I have lived with three men, three fine men of character, integrity, kindness, and purpose. Some of it has worn off on me. Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., my first husband, had been reared in style. I hadn't. I came from a poor family. I came up the hard way. It was Doug who taught me graciousness, and introduced me to a way of hfe I had never known before, with servants and cars and secretaries. I brought to that Ufe a great beUef in equality — the feehng that our laundress was as good as we were, that wealth and position were not inahenable rights, that at best, they were the outgrowth of a lucky break or two. I had never had people work for me before. To get along with them takes tolerance, perseverance, and understanding. I learned all those things. ■ I have the president of the Joan Crawford Fan Club {^Continued on page 97) 63