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.4 New Hampshire debut for the Sherry child, says Bette in this interview
with Lonella Parsons — the only one she has given on the coming event
BY LOUEiLA 0. PARSONS
THE expected baby in the life of Bette Davis is the greatest thing that has ever happened to her, and that includes career, screen triumphs and her many charity organizations.
It was a softer, gentler Bette that came to my house for dinner with her husband, William Grant Sherry — a girl who is happy and has finally, after a long time, found what she has been seeking. Between the flickering candles on my dining-room table, Bette’s face was framed as though an artist had lined up a “shot” of one of her own film dramas. I thought, as I looked at her, this girl and I have had our tiffs in the past. I’ve lost my temper with her and she’s told me off in that brittle, staccato manner that only Bette Davis can make you take and like.
But when I got the tip that she was going to have a baby, I called her. “Bette,” I said, “I hope this is true. I know what it will mean to you to have a baby. I want you to let me break this story and share your happiness with everyone. And it’s time you and I are friends again.”
“It’s true, Louella,” she said, “ — and thanks for what
you have said. We should be friends again.”
And so, two nights later, Bette and her tall, slender husband, William Grant Sherry, came to have dinner with Dr. Martin and me — just the four of us. Of course, I wanted to talk to her about many things — about the baby, and her supposed feud with Joan Crawford and her plans for the future. I also wanted very much to meet the man she married. But, above all, it warmed my heart to have Bette at my home again — a friend.
I knew her well when she was married first to “Ham” Nelson and later to Arthur Farnsworth, and she never achieved this poise and inner serenity with either one of them, nor the happiness that is so evident now.
I don’t know when I have enjoyed a dinner more. We were very gay. Like good wives, Bette and I listened to the war talk of our men, both of whom had served overseas. We listened to fight talk, to art talk and many things that did not verge on Hollywood shop chatter. It amused me that Sherry doesn’t “yes” Bette. He’s devoted to her, but he has definite interests far removed from her work and ( Continued on page 77)
Lullaby in May for Bette and husband, William Sherry
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