Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1947)

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BY ITA HAYWORTH and Victor Mature — what a combination for a Hollywood photographer. That was something we boys never thought we’d see again. Especially since we knew how Vic felt when Rita broke off with him during the war, while he was on North Atlantic Patrol, to marry Orson Welles. Many of us thought Vic had never been able to forget her. I’d heard from a fan at Ciro’s that they were having dinner at the Chanteclair, so me and my camera hot-footed it over. And there they were — in deep conversation. It was the first time I’d seen Rita since she returned from Europe— and she looked beautiful! I told her so too. (What guy wouldn’t?) She’s letting her hair grow and it’s now in a long bob. I liked it and I told her that I did. “I’m awfully glad, Hymie, because otherwise I’d feel badly about it,” Rita joked. She said she and Vic were on the town doing the night spots “just like old times.” Seems Vic had to leave the next morning at seven for Kanab, Utah, where his picture “Ballad of Furnace Creek” is being filmed. This was his only chance to see Rita for some time. Just then the violinist came over to the table and asked them what they’d like him to play. They settled for a Strauss waltz and that was my last look — Rita and Vic, soft candlelight and sweet music. 52