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Made for each other
From the first day they met, Debbie and Eddie knew there'd never be anyone else and their faith was never shaken
By HELEN LOUISE WALKER
RARELY IN the history of the entertainment industry has a romance between two of its favorites captured public imagination as did that of Debbie Reynolds and Eddie Fisher. It all seemed so "right." The glowingly lovely Debbie, everybody's darling, and the handsome Eddie, newly poised by a swift success, idolized by hundreds of thousands of girls. They were surely the Prince and the Fairy Princess in everybody's fairytale i)ook.
The stories of their love-at-first-sight meeting, their courtship, their happiness, would have gladdened the hearts of all our grandmothers. And they gladdened our hearts, too ... no less. It was all so very perfect.
Too perfect, perhaps, for a cloud "as big as a man's hand," appeared to mar this lovely idyll. And it grew and multiplied into several clouds. There were, it began to appear, obstacles. They multiplied so rapidly that it all began to look hopeless — to everyone except Debbie and Eddie! Differences of religion were pointed out, differences of points of view of families, of business associates, of careers . . . even the fundamental fact of simple geography became a barrier, for Eddie"s work was in the East, Debbie's on the West Coast. Never were two lovely people in love with each other so bedevilled from so many different directions.
Then suddenly, on last September 26th, they were married in a simple, civil ceremony at Grossinger's, the resort at which Eddie had made his first success. But by this time a bewildered public didn't know whether it was witnessing a happy ending to the story or a beginning of certain tragedy! In all the fuss over the obstacles, everyone— except Debbie and Eddie — had lost sight of the myriad things which had
"A GIRL who looked like Springtime" -was how the smitten Eddie described pert Debbie after his first glimpse of her on a studio set.
made it "right" for them in the first place and will surely make it "right" for them in the long run.
For these two had known from the beginning that they were made for each other. Neither of them ever doubted it for a moment, even in their most turbulently troubled times.
Eddie knew it, with utmost certainty, that day nearly two years ago when he visited the "Athena" set at MGM and first glimpsed the dewy Debbie, in the white dress and with the yellow ribbon in her hair which made him dub her instantly, "Little Miss Halo." He asked her, almost reverently, to have dinner with him a night or two later, and when he called for her, he gave her violets. "They seemed." he says, "the only suitable flowers for a girl who looked like the very spirit of Springtime."
It seemed a special and wonderful thing to both of them
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