Modern Screen (Dec 1954 - Dec 1955)

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ALWAYS It's not the safest way to live, but it works out well for Alan Ladd who has turned his life into a story of four loves! BY JOHN MAYNARD First of Alan's loves is Sue (left) and kids. Unlike many movie dads, he hopes the kids will act. Second comes his ranch (and the animals). "But to have it, I have to leave it," he mourns. LEAD WITH YOUR HEART ■ If Alan Ladd were in your shoes, two things are highly probable. One: his feet would hurt, since you don't wear the same size. The other: he'd make a few minor changes around the house, this otherwise delightful place you live in. Knock down the west wall, for instance, and put in a picture window. Turn the two front rooms into an L-shaped living area. Put a jog in the driveway. Furthermore, you might do well to listen to him. The chances are excellent that he's right. His preoccupation with interior and exterior design has led to a fairly widespread belief that in the event he foresakes films, he would turn to building — and very likely succeed in the business, particularly if he specialized in ranch dwellings. Among those who share this opinion is the foremost authority on Ladd, his wife and ex officio biographer, Sue Carol. While it is not quite conceivable to Sue that Alan would leave pictures any wav other than feet first, she occasionally joins with her worrier husband in the thought that there is no such thing as a pat hand. Alan habitually sees disaster riding up over the nearest hill, a chap on a black horse with a dirty look, and a whip labeled "A. Ladd." Sue doesn't see it, but she's willing to talk eventualities, gloomy and implausible as they may sound. There are the chickens, for example. On the Hidden Valley ranch, Alsulana Acres, the Ladds are pretty successful chicken farmers. Self-sustaining, and that's pretty successful. The chickens lay the eggs, the eggs go to Chasen's restaurant or the Paramount (Continued on page 9J) 33