Every year at this time I think about where I was when I heard the news. I was just sitting in a beauty salon having my hair cut and the radio was on. I heard the ladies in the salon buzzing around me about something. They had sort of hushed whispers and sad looks. I asked what had happened, and they said "Susan Hayward died." I just wanted to cry right there. I'd never met her. I didn't really KNOW her. I just knew her through her films, and I've always appreciated at least that much of her.
She was talented, beautiful, and imperfect like the rest of us. It all didn't come easily for her. I always felt like she was just one of us.