Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1954)

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And finally the tangled luggage was untangled and we said Goodbye and Happy Landing and went our ways. I didn’t give a second thought to whether or not we’d ever meet again. Meaning that just as he did not recognize me, as Jean Peters, actress, neither did I recognize him as my future husband. It was definitely not, in other words, ‘Love at first sight.’ He is tall and blond, with blue eyes and I assume there must have been an attraction of personalities. But I didn’t realize it at the time, not at all. “Then, some weeks later, he called me from Texas and came on up to Hollywood. I took him to the studio and we made the Grand Tour. After that, he came up several times, many times (ours was quite a long courtship) and we’d almost always go out, to Ciro’s, to the Mocambo. Once Stuart visited me on the set of ‘Apache,’ which I was making with Burt Lancaster. We didn’t try to keep it quiet. We dated often, and openly, never thinking about being seen together or what anyone would think. This is why, I suspect, no one even noticed us! “I never introduced Stuart to the publicity department or to any member of the press, it’s true. But I would have done so had the occasion arisen. And because I never talk about very personal and private matters, I didn’t talk about Stuart and me. To anyone. Not even to my most personal friends. They met him, of course, and often, at my house. They may have suspected our plans. But they didn’t hear about them from me because I didn’t want to burden any of my friends with keeping a secret. “And the wedding? It had to be a secret,” Jean said. “We had to be married quietly because Stuart has so many friends in his home town of Charlotte, NoTth Carolina — I’m the same on the West Coast — that a big hoop-de-la either place would have resulted in an invitation-tothe-wedding wedding. Which was something neither of us wanted. “Stuart, who is a business man (in the oil-drilling business, although not, as reported, an ‘oil millionaire’) would have hated the publicity of a ‘movie marriage.’ And I would have found it equally distasteful. “Not,” Jean laughed, “that I am withdrawn, a recluse as I’ve been tagged. I’ve always dated. Once, in college, I was almost engaged to a pre-med student. Used to go to autopsies with him. I was a little squeamish at first but after a whole semester, I got used to it. That attachment didn’t work out, however. I was a bit of a hypochondriac and he wouldn’t pay any attention to my ‘symptoms.’ “In Hollywood I always dated, too, but not very often with the people who make the columns. Had a close little group of friends, none of them — with the exception of Casey Adams — in the movie business and I stayed within my own little group. This had nothing to do with Hollywood or the people there because, at school and in college, I always managed to get in a close little group and stay there. Like it that way. “Also, I have Interests! Pride myself on my ability to work with my hands. Can i lay stone, plaster walls, repair broken furniture. When I first came to Hollywood, I had a lot of free time and the landlady of the house I then rented in Beverly Hills used to let me lay flagstone paths. That’s ! how Joe Cotten and I became friends. He loves to build walls. Whenever he’s tense, 1 i Joe buys tons of picture stone and builds himself a wall! Very relaxing. “I don’t play tennis and I don’t play golf. ] Or rather, I didn’t play golf, although I will because Stuart is a fine golfer. But i I swim and I like to walk. Miles. But if | you walk in California they think you’re i| crazy. Seriously. One day Richard Bur j ton was walking along a bridle path in Beverly Hills when the police stopped him. ‘Got your walking pass?’ they wanted to i know! “I also have Hobbies! It’s quite true,” 1 Jean laughed, “that I read, sew, paint ■ china and so on. My garage in Hollywood I is filled with all my hobby equipment — t my china-painting apparatus, which is quite involved. Ceramics, too, which re ] quire a kiln. In the house are all my I books, hundreds and hundreds of them | (I am something of a bookworm), my j records, two sewing machines and over jj a hundred yards of material for dresses. J Every time I go into a store and see some I thing I like I say, ‘Oh, I want to make I that up!’ So I buy a ‘remnant’ of anywhere I from two to twenty yards. Far from giving ] up my hobbies, I am having one of my I sewing machines shipped to me now, here I in Washington. I hope it is on its way this I very minute! The rest of my equipment j will follow as soon as we know, for sure, I where we are going to make our perma I nent home. This can’t be decided, however, I until my husband, who may quit the oil I business, decides what he is going to do | and where he is going to do it. Mean 1 time, I’ve given up my rented house and I shipped virtually all of my belongings to I my mother’s home in East Canton, Ohio. “Not that breaking up the Hollywood I house was much of an ordeal. If Stuart I judged me by that house he must have I taken a pretty dim view of me as a house I wife!” Jean laughed. “I’ve been sort of a I workhorse these last two years, so many | pictures that when I rented this house, I unfurnished, last October, I didn’t have 1 time to furnish or to fix! In the living j room were two couches and a rug. The I draperies, white silk shantung, were up, j but the hems were not! Books were piled i: on the floor, records were piled under j lamps. And later on Stuart started tak j ing up the slack of what little time I had ' so that nothing beyond the items men j tioned ever did get done! “Interests and hobbies, however engross j ing they may be, do not stand in the way | of a girl dating or romancing if she is so j disposed. I was inclined,” Jean grinned, j “to be indisposed! To me, an interesting ■; date is an interesting person and I wasn’t particularly interested in any particular person. I never did believe in going out t just for the sake of going out. Loathe that business of having dates that melt into the kind of sitting-at-cocktail bars-having i dinner routine instead of going to the theatre, concert, driving some place new, I adventuring — a date with a purpose is the only kind of date that appealed to me “Perhaps I would have been more sus 1 ceptible had I been a sentimentalist. I am not a sentimentalist. Give me that ‘Let’s go to the place we went the first time we met’ and I think, Oh, no! It’s all right to think, but don’t say it!