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What’s New?Vintage Press InformationAn ’Ironside’ Title and Airdate ListingOriginal NBC Stills ArchiveVintage Magazine Features’Ironside’ CollectablesEditorials and Analytical FeaturesLinks
What’s New?Vintage Press InformationAn ’Ironside’ Title and Airdate ListingOriginal NBC Stills ArchiveVintage Magazine FeaturesIronside’ CollectablesEditorials and Analytical FeaturesLinks
 NEW ZEALAND TV WEEKLYAugust 26, 1968  •  pp. 15-18 
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Barbara Anderson
Ronald Simpson encounters …
The ‘Homey’ Touch Of A Hollywood Heroine
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The day on the set began for Barbara Anderson by selecting several exclusively fashioned gowns from her large studio wardrobe.
 
“If there’s one thing Eve Whitfield (the character she plays in “Ironside”) and I have in common,” she said, selecting a $500 creation, “it’s a taste for goodies like these.”

 
Later, when security officers had vetted the Ironside crew and armed guards had been posted around the set, she carefully pinned three million dollars’ worth of diamonds to the dress.
 
When the clock struck seven that evening, the diamonds had long since gone with the relieved guards, and the dress was locked with the others in the wardrobe.
 
Emmy Award winner, Barbara Anderson, was in a modest Hollywood apartment—home-made drapes covering the windows and thrift store bargains filling the rooms—scrubbing the kitchen floor.
 
“I like an apartment to be as homey as possible,” she said with some satisfaction. “I’d like to furnish it with antiques, but I’m saving my money. They don’t raise your salary on the strength of an Emmy you know.
Ironside cast
•  Raymond Burr with the three principals of the “Ironside” cast (left to right): Don Mitchell, Barbara Anderson, and Don Galloway.
“I’m the very domesticated type. I like to stay at home. I love cooking and washing floors. The scrubbing brush is a great release for frustrations. Even if I was rich enough to have maids and a housekeeper, I would still want to do this. If I didn’t, I would have to find something else physical to do.
 
“There are girls who hate this, but I’m not one of them. I was raised in an atmosphere of domesticity, and it makes me happy when I’m in it.”
 
Barbara Anderson boasts a navy background, but as she laughingly points out, it was something of a contrast to the affluent high-society Ironside’s Eve Whitfield grew up in.
 
Both her father and stepfather were enlisted men and her life was a succession of shabby Naval-base homes—“I’m frightened of cockroaches to this day.”
 
“My parents were divorced when I was young,” she said, “but I found it embarassing to say I had a stepfather. At that time it was not the thing to be divorced. We seemed to be constantly on the move and I hated that. It always seemed to happen just when I would get to make a few friends.”
Career Decision
 
There were show-business ambitions in the family, but Barbara did not share them or her mother’s enthusiasm for the Rainbow’s, an amateur minstrel group. “Mama had a gay old time,” Barbara said, but I stayed out of it. I wasn’t interested in acting until I was in a play at high school called ‘So Wonderful in White.’ The first line in it was mine, and I made everyone laugh with it. The moment I heard that laughter, I knew what I wanted to be.”
 
It was also about this time when she won a scholarship to a finishing school and glimpsed for the first time Eve Whitfield’s world.
 
“Even on the first day I managed to get off to a bad start,” she said. “I shocked everyone by arriving in a wrap-around skirt and white stockings.
Barbara Anderson
Barbara Anderson photographed as she attended an awards presentation night at Hollywood’s Century Plaza Hotel.
“I think I lasted for about two or three classes. Anyway, long enough for them to ruin my walk. I couldn’t stand it. I would rather have been out playing baseball.”
 
Her preference for physical activity, however, has always been with her. Most mornings she dons a sweatshirt for a jog around the block and four to five nights a week she likes a game of tennis. “It’s ridiculous to let your body go,” she enthused. “It should function at full peak now if you want to function properly at 45 or 50.”
 
This muscle-building in no way detracts from Barbara’s complete femininity. On the tennis court she may be ruthless, but on the freeway she is helpless. “Honestly, if I was rich enough I would hire a chauffeur,” she said. “In three months I’ve driven only 200 miles. I’m so frightened, I think I’m going to run into someone all the time.”
 
Marriage and Acting
 
Her femininity, not to mention domesticity, demand more than a paid chauffeur, too. “I think it’s possible to combine marriage and a career,” she said. “I certainly hope so. I want children and a husband. A lot of women, I feel, stay in acting not so much because they are dedicated, but because they haven’t found the man to keep them occupied for the rest of their lives…”
 
Barbara’s current beau is a Hungarian salesman she has dated for the past nine months, but says there has been no talk of an engagement.
 
Ironside and Television stardom, with its demands for promotional tours and publicity dates, has suddenly made courtship a complicated thing for Barbara. “It’s been very difficult for him because he has never dated someone like me, but he is very good about it,” she said.
Barbara Anderson
“It’s a problem for me. I don’t like dating a lot of different men. Apart from my present boyfriend I have only had two. When I date I like to get to know someone well, doing things like going to soccer games or having a quiet meal in some back-street restaurant.
 
“The simple things appeal to me. I don’t want a man to empty his wallet on a $55 meal at Chasen’s (a restaurant haunt of many top stars) and a big show.
“Anyway, I don’t like eating at Chasen’s. Everyone stares at me.”
 
Perhaps some day, amid all the glitter of a fabulous Hollywood premiere, a humble salesman will rescue the fairest of Television’s maidens, and they will live happily ever after.
 
—In blissful domesticity, of course!
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