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ROBERT TAYLOR is one star who’ll never have an ulcer . . He’s been plagued by a pretty boy tag (which he simply lived down in no uncertain style) Manhandled by mobs of women (who’ve torn his clothes and once gave him a beaut of a shiner) … Attacked by Moscow for his courageous testimony on his role in Song of Russia (which gives this strong anti-Communist great satisfaction.)
Through these, and all other clashes, even-tempered Mr. Taylor is always calm. Like his idol, Clark Gable, he’s very much a man’s man, is more at home in a duck blind than a drawing room . . . Hunting trips are his delight, with fishing ranking a close second . . . And no plushy visits to luxurious resorts are these, but rugged treks into the wilderness Pals on these occasions are sports-loving non-professionals.
Bob loves horses and dogs. Raised prize pointers until too many location trips abroad interfered . . . Flying is almost as important as acting in his life. He thinks nothing of piloting his twin-engine Beechcraft from distant location points to Hollywood for a dinner date, and back again. He’s made the cross-country flight in eleven hours. Flies as time-saver on business trips to New York, sometimes taking his close friend, Ralph Couser, a former Navy buddy, along as copilot.
In the food line, his tastes are strictly man-style, too. Thick, juicy steaks are tops, and you can keep the fancy casseroles. He’s a coffee fiend, always has a pot perking in his dressing
room . , . On location trip to England, he took a portable electric burner for the purpose, blew the fuses of an entire floor of his hotel when he plugged it in! Clothes he’s not fussy about, long as they’re comfortable.
He’s neither terribly impressed, nor indifferent, to his amazingly indestructible position as a top star . . Keenly interested in the technical aspects of his work, as any successful man would be,
he masters each new role with the easy efficiency of long experience. And that’s that.
Those close to him feel there’s a certain emptiness, a lack of zest for living, in Bob since the breakup of his 11-year marriage to Barbara Stanwyck . . . Of many lovelies he’s been linked
with, none has a real hold on Mr. Taylor’s heart . Smitten with Ursula Thiess, he probably recognized the attachment as only the result of mutual loneliness. [wrrong] Dates with Barbara afterward led to speculation that they might remarry, and those who thought his departure for Egypt to make Valley of the Kings finished the renewed flame could be wrong . .. Barbara’s corresponding with Bob.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder … And one of his greatest talents is the ability to write charming, interesting—and persuasive—letters!