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June 30, 2003
Screen legend Katharine Hepburn dies
By LOUIS B. HOBSON
Hepburn, who was 96 and had been in declining health for more than a decade, died at approximately 2:50 p.m. in Old Sybrook, Conn. For six decades she was Hollywood royalty, not just because she won four Oscars and was nominated for eight more, but because she was very much her own woman, both on and off camera. She wore slacks and sweaters -- when fellow actresses were dolled up in jewels and gowns -- and started a worldwide fashion trend. Women wanted to be like Katharine the Great, as they dubbed her, because she was strong, independent and still very sexy. She romanced such men as billionaire Howard Hughes, director John Huston and actor Spencer Tracy, who became her most beloved leading man on and off screen. Their 25-year romance was never a secret, but it was never exploited by the press because it was conducted with such dignity and discretion. Tracy, a devout Catholic, never divorced his wife Louise Treadwell who, with Hepburn, was at the actor's side when he died in 1967. "I don't believe in marriage. It's bloody impractical to love, honour and obey," said Hepburn once, after marrying socialite Ludlow Ogden Smith in 1928 and divorcing him six years later. "I was a beast to that man. I behaved like a pig." Hepburn's finest screen characters were as candid as she was. She won her first Oscar in 1933 for Morning Glory, playing something she never was: a scatterbrained chatterbox. It took 34 years before Hollywood gave its finest actress her second Oscar for Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?, the film Tracy and she completed just months before his death. The following year, Hepburn won her third Oscar for The Lion in Winter. In 1981 she won for On Golden Pond, with Henry Fonda, who also won an Oscar for his role. These were memorable, staggering performances, but her legacy also includes such unforgettable, unsurpassed comedies as The Philadelphia Story, Bringing Up Baby, Stage Door and Adam's Rib. I never interviewed Hepburn but I had a close call back in 1994. Warren Beatty was able to coax her into playing his aunt in Love Affair, but he wasn't able to coax her into doing the press junket. In 1976's A Matter of Gravity, she had broken her ankle. Instead of letting her understudy take over the role, she played it convincingly from a wheelchair. We waited at the stage door and though her handlers tried to keep us away, she waved us in and signed our playbills. In 1982, I saw her in West Side Waltz -- the play was trivial, but Hepburn rose above the material. She looked so much more frail at the stage door that night, but she was regal and polite. In one of her wonderful acerbic moments, Hepburn said she welcomed death "because in death there are no interviews." Hepburn will be immortalized through her films, which will continue to delight and move those wise enough to seek them out. HUMBLE BEGINNING
IN HER OWN WORDS ...
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