Ann B. Davis passed away this weekend at the ripe old age of 88; a relic of a bygone era where you could be gay in Hollywood and not have to shove it in everybody’s face every couple of minutes.
She is best remembered for her role as Alice on The Brady Bunch, where she starred with closeted gay actor Robert Reed. She was the butch one.
Apologies: When I wrote this, I was under the impression that Ms. Davis had come out as a lesbian in the early 2000s. But apparently, that was an unconfirmed but persistent Hollywood rumor. In fact, she went to her grave without ever making a spectacle of her sexuality; which is commendable.
I remember sitting in front of an old black-and-white TV we had as a young boy (my dad refused to buy a color set because he hated TV) and wondering why Alice reminded me of Marjorie Main, whose role in Ma and Pa Kettle was so memorable. My innocence chalked up the link to domestic life and left it at that.
Sad day for me. One more link to my childhood is gone. 🙁
Regards,
Peter H.
She lived a long life & didn’t suffer at the end.
It is unclear to me what in the private affairs of Ann B. Davis is of being noteworthy. Apparently, she was a devout Episcopalian, so perhaps that is worth some denigration by Progressives. If she was a woman attracted to women, I am not certain what role she played in furthering or impeding the LGBTQXYZ political agenda.
Alice was the only good thing about The Brady Bunch.
Paul wrote: “Alice was the only good thing about The Brady Bunch.”
But Paul, how could you forget that “The Brady Bunch” did give us the immortal line: “Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!”