Barbra worked hard every day to support her husband, Christopher, who had become disabled after a serious accident at work. But one day, she discovered something that would change everything. She saw him walking on two legs and playing golf with a friend. When she confronted him, he revealed a shocking truth about his so-called disability.
Barbra sighed as she settled into her seat on the bus, heading back home after spending a relaxing weekend with her friend near the beach in Destin, Florida. It had been a lovely break, but she was ready to return to her husband, Christopher, in Tallahassee. The journey home was only a few hours, and she planned to unwind and rest before getting back to her busy life.
“Excuse me, can we switch seats? I get a little motion sickness, and sitting by the window helps,” Barbra asked the girl next to her.
“Of course! I’m getting off soon anyway,” the girl replied with a smile. Barbra gratefully took the window seat, gazing out as the bus began its journey.
Barbra worked a lot. She had a regular corporate job, ran a small Etsy shop where she sold custom knitted items, and worked part-time at a coffee shop. She did all of this because Christopher was in a wheelchair and couldn’t contribute financially.
Two years ago, Christopher had suffered a serious accident at work when a box fell on his head. Unfortunately, he was in an area he wasn’t supposed to be, so the company wasn’t legally required to pay him much in compensation. They covered his hospital stay and bought him a wheelchair, but that was it.
He received some disability payments from the government, but they weren’t enough to maintain the lifestyle they had before the accident. Barbra, determined to keep their lives as normal as possible, took on multiple jobs to make up the difference, even paying for his physical therapy out of pocket.
Barbra didn’t mind working hard. She loved Christopher and knew he was struggling with what had happened. He seemed down a lot, except for the weekends when his friend Bruce would invite him over. Bruce had a big house, a game room, and always took Christopher to baseball games.
Bruce’s work schedule was busy, but when he had time, they spent entire weekends together. Barbra used those weekends to visit her friend in Destin and take a break herself. It wasn’t often, but it was a nice getaway. However, now it was time to return to her regular life.
She dozed off during the bus ride but woke up as they neared Tallahassee. Looking out the window, she saw they were passing near Bruce’s house, and her heart stopped when she noticed two men standing in the front yard. They were heading toward a car and pulling out a bag of golf clubs.
Barbra squinted. One of the men was Bruce, but the other was wearing an ugly Hawaiian shirt that only her husband, Christopher, loved to wear. She watched in shock as Christopher walked alongside Bruce, laughing and swinging a pretend golf shot. They both headed to the back of Bruce’s house, where he had a small golf course.
Barbra couldn’t believe what she was seeing. For two years, she had worked tirelessly while Christopher was supposedly unable to walk. Yet here he was, walking and playing golf. Her mind raced with questions. Was this a recent development? Did he plan to surprise her? She hoped that was the case.
When the bus reached her stop, she hurried off and drove home, her heart pounding. She tried to stay calm, convincing herself that Christopher would explain everything when he got back.
Later that evening, Christopher arrived home with Bruce. Barbra waited, expecting a big reveal, but nothing happened.
“Hey, honey! How was your trip?” Christopher asked, as Bruce wheeled him into the living room.
“It was great. How about you guys? What did you do all weekend?” Barbra asked, hoping to hear the truth.
“Oh, you know, same old stuff. We went to a baseball game and hung out,” Bruce said casually before leaving.
Barbra served Christopher dinner, still waiting for him to mention something about walking. “You know, Bruce has a golf course. You could’ve played,” she hinted.
“I still haven’t figured out how to play from a wheelchair,” Christopher replied between bites, acting as if everything was normal.
Barbra couldn’t take it anymore. She slammed her fork down. “Really? You haven’t figured out how to play in a wheelchair?” she snapped.
Christopher looked startled. “What? It’s hard to play golf in a wheelchair—”
“I SAW YOU! I saw you walking and playing golf at Bruce’s house! Christopher, tell me the truth right now!” she shouted, her voice shaking with anger.
Christopher froze, unable to deny it. “How?” he finally asked.
“My bus passed by Bruce’s house. I saw you! You’ve been lying to me. For how long?” Barbra demanded.
He sighed, defeated. “It’s been about a year and a half,” he admitted. “I just didn’t want to go back to work.”
Barbra’s jaw dropped. “Are you kidding me? A year and a half? I’ve been working my fingers to the bone, and you just didn’t want to work?”
Christopher tried to explain. “I needed a break. You were making enough money, and I liked how you took care of me. It’s been the best time of my life.”
“You’ve been lying to me for over a year,” Barbra repeated, shaking her head. “Where do you even go when I take you to physical therapy?”
“I lie to the therapist too,” Christopher confessed.
Barbra couldn’t believe it. “How long has Bruce known?” she asked.
“Since I started walking again,” he admitted.
Barbra stood up, unable to process everything. She grabbed her bag and left the house, going to stay with her mother. That night, she cried harder than she had in years, devastated by Christopher’s betrayal.
After a month at her mother’s house, Barbra filed for divorce. She cut all ties with Christopher, emptied their shared accounts, quit her jobs, and decided to travel the world. It was the best decision she ever made.
Vertigo Star Kim Novak Is Spending Her 91st Birthday with ‘Friends and Lots of Fudge’ (Exclusive)
Tuesday marks the 91st birthday for Kim Novak, the star of Alfred Hitchcock’s 1958 film Vertigo, who walked away from Hollywood over five decades ago.
“She’s spending her birthday having a picnic on her property with friends and lots of fudge,” says her longtime manager and close friend Sue Cameron.
Life is sweet these days for Novak, who lives quietly on the Oregon coast, surrounded by her beloved horses.
In honor of her 91st birthday, read on for an interview from 2021 in which Novak shared why she left Hollywood and found her true self.
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Over 50 years ago, Kim Novak, the enigmatic star of Alfred Hitchcock’s Vertigo, walked away from Hollywood. The woman who had once been the No. 1 box office draw in the world put her belongings in a van and drove north, first to Carmel, California and then two decades later to Oregon, to live her life as an artist.
“I had to leave to survive,” she tells PEOPLE. “It was a survival issue.”
“I lost a sense of who I truly was and what I stood for,” says Novak in a rare interview to talk about her new book, Kim Novak : Her Art and Life. published by the Butler Museum of American Art.
“I fought all the time back in Hollywood to keep my identity so you do whatever you have to do to hold on to who you are and what you stand for,” she explains.
“I’ve never done one of those tell-all books that they wanted me to do for so long, and I thought this is the kind of book I’d like to do,” she says of her art book. “Actually, I had written my autobiography and it was almost complete but I had a house fire and the house burned down and I made no copies. I just couldn’t go through it again because I had spent so much time. But it was okay because it was a catharsis just to do it.”
After starring in Picnic (1955) with William Holden, The Man With the Golden Arm (1955) and Pal Joey (1957), opposite Frank Sinatra, and Vertigo, with Jimmy Stewart, Novak was at the height of her career but still under the control of the studio.
As she writes in her book’s introduction, “I was both dazzled and disturbed to see me being packaged as a Hollywood sex symbol. However, I did win my fight over identity. I wouldn’t allow [Columbia Pictures chief] Harry Cohn to take my bohemian roots away by denying me my family name. Novak. I stood my ground and won my first major battle.”
Cohn wanted her to change her name to Kit Marlowe, telling her that audiences would be turned off by her Eastern European roots. She refused. In the late ’50s, she defied him again when she began dating singer Sammy Davis Jr. against his wishes and she fought to live her life as an independent woman.
“There was constant pressure to be seen and not heard,” writes Novak, “especially if you had a pretty face.”
“In Hollywood a lot of people assume who you are, because of the character you play, but also just because of who they expect you to be, how they expect you to dress,” she says. “It influences you because if you’re in some gorgeous sequined gown, you can’t run along the ocean and run on the beaches.”
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“I kept feeling like I was going deeper and deeper, lost in almost like a quicksand, where it’s swallowing you up, your own personality, and I’d started to wonder who I am,” she explains. “I realized needed to save myself.”
She found peace living and painting in the Rogue River Valley of Oregon and notes, “I needed the Pacific Ocean to inspire me, the animals, the beauty.”
“I wanted to live a normal life and a life with animals,” says the actress, who had always loved drawing and painting as a young girl growing up in Chicago. She was awarded two scholarships to the Chicago Art Institute before she was spotted by a talent scout on a trip to L.A. and her life changed course.
Once she left Hollywood, Novak returned to her twin passions: art and animals. “My teachers were the animals, not just dogs and cats, but other animals, horses and llamas, whom you have to meet half way, because they’re not ready to accept humans. I had to learn to win them over,” she says. “They understand a person who’s genuine so I had to become more real and that made me rely on my inner self — and that also encouraged me to paint. Everything seemed to flow from that.”
“You learn how to count on, not how you look, which is a big thing as a movie star, especially if you were recognized because of how you look,” she adds. “That can be a difficult thing when you change — but looks had nothing to do with it.”
She met second husband, Robert Malloy, an equine veterinarian, in the late ’70s, when he paid her a house call to treat one of her Arabian horses. She called him her “soul mate.” He died last December.
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“I don’t feel 87,” says Novak. “I don’t keep tract of the time. If I did, I’d be an old lady and I’m not an old lady. I’m still riding my horse. I stay as healthy as I can.”
In 2012, Novak revealed she’d been living with bipolar disorder. “I don’t mind being open about who I am because these are all characteristics which make you who you are, especially as an artist,” she says. “Now, of course, I have medication for it but the best medicine of all is art.”
She’s proud of her favorite films, including Vertigo and Bell, Book and Candle (1958), and has fond memories, especially of her friend and costar Jimmy Stewart. Says Novak: “He didn’t let Hollywood change who he was.”
“People can remember me in movies but I want them to see me as an artist,” says Novak, whose paintings were exhibited at a 2019 retrospective at the Butler Museum in Youngstown, Ohio. “What’s great about painting is, you become the director too. No one’s telling you how to do it. You get to direct the whole thing.”
“I’ve been influenced a lot by Hitchcock in my work because he did mysteries and at first glance, I want my painting to be a mystery,” she says. “I love being the director, the producer, the actor in my paintings.”
“This is who I am. I want people to see I was not just a movie star.”
Looking back, Novak says, “I’m so glad I didn’t do the tell-all book, where you write all about your love life. That wasn’t who I was. This book tells who I am. I just needed to be free.”
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