Yvonne De Carlo gave up acting after a tragic incident

There were a lot of talented and attractive actresses back in the day and the stunning Yvonne De Carlo was definitely one of them.

She catapulted to fame through starring in the CBS sitcom The Munsters, only for a tragic accident to suddenly halt her career.

The legendary Yvonne De Carlo was a sultry and versatile actress with a movie career spanning over six decades. Born in 1922, she’s definitely one of the most prominent celebrities to come out of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.

As a young girl, De Carlo was abandoned by her father. She was raised by her mother in poor circumstances – but she always knew that she wanted to be an actress, and De Carlo wrote her own plays as a 13-year-old. 

During her time in Hollywood, the blue-eyed brunette proved that she was the real deal – she could do it all. It wasn’t just the fact that her beauty was overwhelming, De Carlo seemed to be a very down-to-earth lady as well.

Her career in movies and television is a testimony to her strength of character and determination. Among many other things, she played Moses’ wife in the epic film The Ten Commandments – though she’s best known for her role on the tv series The Munsters.

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No one could have played Lily Munster better than De Carlo – she really nailed the role of a vampire in the monster sitcom. To this day, many of us can still remember the famous line when Lily, the matriarch of the monster family, says, “I’ve never heard of anything so outrageous in all my LIVES!”

The show propelled Yvonne De Carlo towards TV stardom – the role defined her career, and she gained a whole new generation of fans. It could even be said that The Munsters actually renewed De Carlos’s career. She had a good run in Tinseltown even before the show – she was often called the most beautiful girl in the world, and the audience loved her.

But the truth is that De Carlo’s star quality had begun to fade around the time she was cast in the monster sitcom. The Canadian-American actress had turned 42 when she was offered the role of Lily. And no one could have guessed that The Munsters would be hailed as one of the best television series of all time.

“It meant security,” De Carlo later said. “It gave me a new, young audience I wouldn’t have had otherwise. It made me ‘hot’ again, which I wasn’t for a while.”

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“But I never estimated it would become this cult thing. It took two hours of makeup to make me seem like that. It ran for two huge seasons, then CBS quarreled with the creators about reruns as we got canceled. A movie in color in 1966 [‘Munster, Go Home!’] showed off everything in reds and greens on my face. Boy, was I ugly.”

After The Munsters, De Carlo continued to appear both in TV series and on stage. As one of the most respected actresses in the business, she had fans in every generation and no problem finding new and exciting projects.

Unfortunately, De Carlo had a pretty tough time of things during the last years of her life. It all goes back to when the actress met stuntman Robert ”Bob” Morgan on set in 1955.

The couple obviously had some chemistry, but Morgan was married at the time and Yvonne didn’t want to take things further. According to herself, she had ”no intention of causing that marriage to break up.”

Her husband lost his leg

When Morgan’s wife died, he and De Carlo met again on the set of The Ten Commandments in Egypt. They fell in love, got married, and had two sons together, Bruce Ross and Michael.

But living with a stuntman and daredevil came with a price. Morgan and De Carlo struggled to make their marriage work, but everything changed when the former was hit by a moving log train while shooting the 1962 movie How the West Was Won.

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The accident cost Morgan his leg. He almost died performing the stunt, and the traumatic experience would affect the whole family. After the incident, medical bills piled up and De Carlo worked extremely hard to support her family. Yvonne, who had basically retired from acting by that point, had to go back to work to pay the bills.

“Before the accident, we were on the verge of breaking up, but when they took me to the hospital I just choked up and only one thought filled my mind: I don’t want my husband to die,” she said.

The Hollywood couple stayed together until 1973.

Losing her son

Sadly, De Carlo would once again have to face unimaginable tragedy. In 1997, her son Michael died at age 39. According to his brother, Michael died of brain damage from a stroke.

Her son’s death was a heavy blow for De Carlo. She made her last film in 1995, and after her son’s death never returned to the entertainment industry. She herself suffered a minor stroke in 1998.

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According to her other son, Bob Ross, the stroke resulted from the stress and grief De Carlo felt over Michael’s passing.

“It just preyed on her mind to the point that she had a stroke the following year,” James Bawden, a former TV columnist for the Toronto Star, said.

“All she would talk about was her son.”

Yvonne De Carlo cause of death

Yvonne De Carlo passed away in January 2007 at age 84. During the last years of her life, she lived in a semi-retirement home near Solvang, north of Santa Barbara.

Her cause of death was heart failure.

“I think she will best remembered as the definitive Lily Munster. She was the vampire mom to millions of baby boomers. In that sense, she’s iconic,” her longtime friend and television producer Kevin Burns said at the time.

“But it would be a shame if that’s the only way she is remembered. She was also one of the biggest beauty queens of the ’40s and ’50s, one of the most beautiful women in the world. This was one of the great glamour queens of Hollywood, one of the last ones.”

Yvonne De Carlo during American Cinema Awards Foundation’s 84th Birthday Celebration for Buddy Ebsen at Beverly Wilshire Hotel in Beverly Hills, California, United States. (Photo by Ron Galella/Ron Galella Collection via Getty Images)

Yvonne De Carlo is just pure legendary! She is what acting is all about and managed to reinvent herself all the time.

No matter her role, she was always on top of her game and portrayed her character in the most elegant and believable fashion. Rest in Peace!

My Family Left Grandpa at the Hotel to Avoid Paying — They Didn’t Realize I Was the Wrong Grandson to Mess With

As the front doors slid open and my feet touched the tile, I spotted him—my grandfather—standing behind the counter.

His shoulders drooped, and his hands trembled slightly as he held a thick sheet of paper.

Just two months before, he had retired at 74, after spending 52 years working as a machinist. He’d never missed a day unless he was genuinely sick—and even then, he still called in to check on things.

Grandpa was the quiet, dependable type. Every birthday, he’d show up with a card and some money inside. He never missed one. Always giving. Never asking for anything in return.

So when my aunt, his daughter, suggested we do something meaningful for his birthday, my cousin Ashley jumped at the chance. Everyone agreed. The plan? A weeklong, all-inclusive beach resort trip. Ashley handled all the arrangements—booked five rooms, even reserved a suite with a private balcony just for Grandpa.

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He was told not to worry about the cost.

So he packed his one suitcase, brought along his old fishing hat, and wore sandals for the first time in a decade. Off they went.

I couldn’t join until the final day—work obligations kept me in the city—but I booked a one-way ticket to help Grandpa get home. He hated airports. Said they made him feel disoriented.

When I arrived, the sun was out, and palm trees swayed in the breeze.

I walked into the hotel smiling.

That smile disappeared fast.

Grandpa stood alone. His suitcase was packed. The bill was in his hands. Everyone else was gone.

“They said everything was paid for,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

He nodded. “That’s what I believed too. But this morning, they all got ready, said checkout was noon, and left for the airport.”

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“I didn’t want to cause any trouble,” he added. “What matters is… they had a good time.”

I looked at him, then down at that bill. My fists clenched.

“I’ll be right back,” I said.

I stepped outside and pulled out my phone. I called Ashley. She answered on the second ring.

My voice was calm but cold. “Why did you leave Grandpa with a $12,000 bill?”

She hesitated, then laughed.

“We figured he could cover it,” she said casually. “He’s retired. Doesn’t support the family anymore. It was like… a thank-you trip. From him to us.”

“You figured?” I said, my voice tightening. “You figured it was fine to stick a seventy-four-year-old man with a $12,000 bill without asking?”

I stared at the road in front of the hotel, phone clenched in my hand, while laughter drifted over from the pool.

“Let me be clear,” I said flatly. “He’s not the one who looks foolish. You are.”

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Inside, I could still hear Grandpa trying to explain things at the front desk, still apologizing for something he didn’t cause.

I went back in and paid the entire bill myself. The manager printed the receipt, and I asked for a detailed breakdown by room. She promised to email it within the hour.

That night, I called an old college friend who’s now a lawyer. Sharp, meticulous.

By morning, we had:

A full itemized invoice, with each relative’s charges clearly outlined.

Security footage from the lobby shows them checking out, no goodbyes, no hesitation.

Written confirmation from staff that Grandpa had been left behind and told he was responsible for the charges.

We drafted formal letters:

“You are responsible for the charges listed below. Payment is expected within 14 days. If not received, I will pursue reimbursement in small claims court for fraud, financial abuse of a senior, and abandonment.”

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Each envelope contained the invoice with their charges highlighted in yellow.

Three days later, Ashley paid in full. No apology. Just a bank transfer with a sour-faced emoji in the memo. Her brother followed, then my aunt. One by one, the money came back.

In two weeks, all $12,000 had been reimbursed—except for Grandpa’s part.

I told the lawyer to leave that untouched.

Thanksgiving passed in silence. No calls. No invites.

Grandpa didn’t seem surprised.

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But he’s different now—lighter, happier. He laughs more freely. In a strange way, that awful trip gave him something priceless: closure. A clean slate. A brand-new chapter.

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