One of those “Lazy Saturday” meanderings from this thread led me to read about Lisa Whelchel’s very strange marriage. By her own admission she didn’t love him and didn’t want to marry him, but “fate” kept telling her she should, and she did, though she said she loved him by the time they married. Her lengthy skimmable piece on their courtship and marriage.
Then she wrote another book about how friends and how they’re better than husbands, and how lonely she was.
She also said that barring something really traumatic she would never get a divorce. Then she got a divorce and wouldn’t talk about it.
I was intrigued. I looked up her (now ex) husband.
Okay, is it me or… does this video leave no doubt in your mind that her husband is… uh… well, what an English teacher at a school I went to in the '70s euphemistically called “an artistic type”?
And how could a woman who grew up in show business not recognize “the artistic type”?
Even in her descriptions of her courtship there are rainbow flags galore:
-She wasn’t attracted to him but LOVED going to movies and shopping with him
-Her boyfriend, a Christian rocker, said he wasn’t the least bit worried about Steve (her future husband) making an improper advance on her
-He was content to date a beautiful starlet and not have sex
Woman, wake up and smell the “Non-Fat Soy Latte With Caramel Drizzle and no whip cream… oh what the he double hockey sticks- with whip cream just today (I’m so bad! Just a little though because I’m going to have to spend an extra hour on the treadmill as it is…”. Even in the '80s most people weren’t that naive- especially in L.A. I wouldn’t think.
Geri Jewell said that she and Lisa Whelchel were very good friends until Lisa dropped in unexpectedly and learned Geri was gay (she had a girlfriend over). After that she wasn’t mean to her, but they didn’t speak.