Modern Screen (Jan-Dec 1960)

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Bette Davis's little girl lives very far away . . . in a world no normal person has ever entered. She comes home only once a year . . . ■ The beautiful blue-eyed girl, nine years old, will sit at the table in the big Hollywood house this Christmas afternoon to come. She will talk a little, as well as she can talk. She will eat a little. But she will, mostly, just sit there at her place at the large table, looking at the others. And the others will smile at her. And they will say nice things to her. And they will pretend that nothing is wrong, that she does not have to leave them, soon, that the place from which she came — to which she must return — is far away. They will pretend for the few hours they are together. These short and very precious hours. These blessed hours of Christmas Day. . . • It all began at another Christmastime, a night in December of 1951, as Bette Davis opened the door of her daughter Barbara's bedroom, to see if the child was still asleep. She wasn't, and Bette turned on a lamp and smiled. "Beedee," she said, "your daddy and I have a surprise for you." The five-year-old sat up in bed. "Is Santa Claus here already?" she asked, rubbing her eyes. (Continued on page 67) Christinas 1951. Bette and Gary did not realize baby Margot (right) was ill.