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Life's More Fun as Strangers
Family Weekly - June 27, 1965
By Jack Ryan
Steve, Eydie, and sons David (l) and Michael
  Steve Lawrence stretches indolently behind a big oak desk in his paneled den and between yawns tells you: "What am I like? I'm lazy. Never get up till noon or so. Not like my wife. She's always doing something."
   Steve's wife is Eydie Gorme, of course. Later she shakes her head worriedly as Steve bustles out of their New York apartment. "He never lets up," she says. "On the stage until 11, then he sits up reading until 5. He's out of bed at noon and off for recording sessions, business meetings, and now the planning for his new fall television shows. I take things at a less hectic pace."
   The fact that husband and wife see each other and themselves so differently may have some personal significance. After seven years of marriage, they have two sons, success as individual performers and as a team, plus the inevitable rumors of "marital troubles."
  But they still seem as fresh and unpredictable as when, just out of their teens, they indignantly denied a reported romance by stating:
"We are not engaged, do not intend to be, and there is no personal attachment between us."
   They were married not long after.
   Their own views aside, what are these recording, night-club, and tv stars like? Pretty much as they describe each other, and not at all as they describe themselves. They are dedicated to the same things: their children, each other, wisecracks, success - and more success. On the latter point, Eydie is a good example as she explains her reaction after being felled for months by mononucleosis:
   "At first you work hard just to eat. Then when you get to the top, you work harder because you're afraid somebody will take it all away from you. When I had the 'weakos' after my illness, I tried to rest by doing needlepoint, but all the time I was driven by the idea, If you don't go back to work, they will steal our home."
    As for Steve, he, too, speaks with the ring of a cash register in his throaty baritone. He has to think about the ages of his sons (David is five and Michael three) but without hesitation can rattle off the weekly grossess of his Broadway musical hit, "What Makes Sammy Run?"
    But while Eydie feels insecure, Steve is superbly cocky - a cockiness Eydie delights in pricking. "Just think," Steve will say, "I'm just 26, the youngest guy with his own tv show," and Eydie will add, "You're lucky Patty Duke isn't a guy."
    Money and success are cold subjects, but the Lawrences can be warmed up easily with two cues - each other and their boys. Steve will wisecrack that they decided on marriage because it was cheaper than long-distance phone calls, and Eydie will grow serious for a moment and muse: "We made a mistake all right - we didn't get married younger. We wasted a lot of time." They were 22 when they married.
    Next, listeners stand aside for the deluge of "Did we tell you about our children?" tales.
    Steve: "We were up in the Catskill Mountains, and David got up on the stage during rehearsal and started fooling around. I ordered him off the stage and said: 'Don't tell anybody you're my son!' Later I was rehearsing and hit some sour notes. From the back came David's voice, 'Say, Dad, do me a favor. Don't tell anybody you're my father.'"
Eydie: 'We took David out to Las Vegas when he was younger, and they had a beautiful lawn at the hotel - imported from California, of course. We put David down on it, and he howled bloody murder. Coming from Manhattan, it was the first time he'd seen so much grass. It took six weeks for him to get used to it. So we decided he should be brought up in a less citified surrounding, and we moved across from Central Park."
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