MAY 21, 1945: Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall are married
“As I glanced at Bogie, I saw tears streaming down his face - his ‘I do’ was strong and clear, though. As Judge Shettler said, ‘I now pronounce you man and wife,’ Bogie and I turned toward each other - he leaned to kiss me - I shyly turned my cheek - all those eyes watching made me very self-conscious. He said, ‘Hello, Baby.’ I hugged him and was reported to have said, ‘Oh, goody.’ Hard to believe, but maybe I did. Everyone hugged and kissed everyone else and more tears were shed. Bogie said it was when he heard the beautiful words of the ceremony and realized what they meant - what they should mean - that he cried.”
(via smallnartless)
While filming To Have and Have Not, Humphrey Bogart became enchanted with Lauren Bacall. This became apparent, according to Bacall, about three weeks into the shooting of the picture. Immediately it presented problems, because Bogart was still married to Mayo Methot, who was as watchful and as jealous as ever. A few weeks earlier, when he was congratulating Bacall on her screen test (which consisted of the famous ‘If you want me, just whistle’ scene), his prescient comment had been ‘We’ll have a lot of fun together,’ but for a while it seemed as if fun was the last thing on their agenda: they would drive their cars to secluded residential streets and sit holding hands and talking, or write each other long, ardent, frustrated letters. And when shooting on To Have and Have Not was over, they had no further excuse for being together. Fortunately fate was quick to step in, in the kindly guise of Howard Hawks and Warners executives, who were so pleased with the on-screen chemistry between the two stars that they decided to waste no time before pairing them again. In October 1944 they began filming their second film The Big Sleep where they resumed their affair with a vengeance.
(Source: mattybing1025, via thebeaver)
My first morning home I was having breakfast in bed when Bogie went off to work. Before he left, he stopped in to see his son—I had the intercom on and suddenly heard in a soft, new voice, ‘Hello, son. You’re a little fella, aren’t you? I’m Father. Welcome home.’ It was so unexpected, so moving. He’d never been faced with a tiny creature of his own before. He wasn’t sure what to say to him or how to say it. He was just letting him know that he was there—that he’d do his best and was glad to have him. Lucky Steve. Lucky me. —Lauren Bacall: By Myself and Then Some.
