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How Susan is . . .
SHAKING THE BLUES AWAY
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by MIKE CONNOLLY
■ Old Chinese proverb: You cannot prevent the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can prevent them from building nests in your hair.
That's Susan Hayward as I know her today, shed at last of Jess Barker after twelve tempestuous years of a marriage that was doomed from the start. Susan today, trying to keep the birds of sadness out of her hair by running off to Europe, by flinging herself into her work, by devoting herself to her children. Susan, who at long last has washed one man out of that unruly mass of beautiful red hair — and who just might be interested in marrying another, but not another actor! Susan, who just before she flew to Europe to attend the Cannes Film Festival's screening of I'll Cry Tomorrow, told me, "Only one thing's sure for this kid from Brooklyn — it'll be a long time before I get married again!"
But Susan is the one star I know who is really and truly beset by men. They hang on for dear life, hoping that she'll date them. They send her flowers, jewels; telegrams. There are so many of them sometimes I think she can't see the forest for the trees.
There's something about smouldering, pouting, petulant, put-upon Susan Hayward that draws men like sugar draws flies. They've been the bane of her life. That's why she swears it'll be a long, long time before she falls again. And yet I'm not too sure.
Susan can't cover her feelings, try as she will. Her emotions are on the surface. I can tell what kind of mood she's in by talking to her on the phone. Susan is "black Irish." She's either up, 'way up, emotionally, or down, 'way down.
Her reputation for "toughness," it's only where acting is (Continued on page 30)