Remembering Bill Hayes, actor and long-time TV star

Bill Hayes, a pivotal figure of day-time television passed away at the age of 98.

Hayes was probably best known for his portrayal of Doug Williams on Days of Our Lives since 1970, appearing in over 2,100 episodes of the show. The role of the former con artist-turned-lounge singer became one of the longest-running characters in the show’s history.

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Hayes was born in Harvey, Illinois, in 1925. Before becoming an actor, he started a career of a musician and a performer, reaching a Billboard chart-topping hit with The Ballad of Davy Crockett in 1955.

In 1953, Hayes had his Broadway debut in Me and Juliet and over the course of a decade he appeared in a number of productions.

By 1970, Hayes, a divorced father of five, was hoping to land a role closer to home when he joined the cast of Days of Our Lives, a decision that would define his career and endear him to millions of viewers.

It was on set that he met the great love of his life, actress Susan Seaforth, who played Julie Williams. Their on-screen chemistry translated into real life and the two tied the knot in 1974. They stayed together until Hayes’ passing.

Speaking of the instant connection they felt when they laid eyes on each other, Seaforth once said, “I’d seen enough to know that he was special.” Others could also see their unexplained connection. “We had a scene together shortly after meeting, and the head writer saw something going on between the two of us, just two people looking at each other, and he threw out the other plot lines he had for our characters,” she added.

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Hayes and Seaforth Hayes were both honored with Lifetime Achievement Awards at the 2018 Daytime Emmys for their enduring contributions to television. The couple’s acceptance speech was heartfelt, with Bill expressing gratitude for the fans who considered them part of their own lives.

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Honoring Hayes, a representative for the Peacock series told The Times in a statement, “It is with a heavy heart that we share the passing of our beloved Bill Hayes. One of the longest running characters on ‘Days of our Lives,’ Bill originated the role of Doug Williams in 1970 and portrayed him continuously throughout his life. He and his wife, Susan Seaforth Hayes, remained the foundation of the Williams-Horton family spanning more than 50 years.”

“I have known Bill for most of my life and he embodied the heart and soul of ‘Days of Our Lives,’” executive producer Ken Corday said in a statement. “Although we are grieving and will miss him, Bill’s indelible legacy will live on in our hearts and the stories we tell, both on and off the screen.”

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In addition to his iconic role on Days of Our Lives, Bill Hayes had other notable television appearances, including roles in Matlock and Frasier. During the 1950s and 60s, he featured in TV adaptations of popular musicals such as Kiss Me, Kate and Once Upon a Mattress. He also portrayed John Brooks in the 1958 TV movie Little Women.

The cause of Hayes’ death hasn’t been disclosed with the public.

Rest in peace, legend.

My Husband Spent Our Car Savings on a Paris Trip for His Mom – So I Taught Him a Financial Lesson

When David announced he’d spent our car savings, I was livid. But when he revealed it was for a Paris trip for his mom, my anger hit a new level. I couldn’t believe it, but I knew I had to do something to teach him a lesson.

I never imagined I’d be in this situation, plotting a way to teach my own husband a lesson about money. But David’s latest stunt left me no choice.

Here’s how it all went down.

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A woman standing in her living room | Source: Midjourney

Life is busy and chaotic in our house, but I love it.

As a mom of three kids under 10, there’s never a dull moment. Mornings start with cereal spills, missing socks, and someone inevitably arguing over who gets the last waffle. By the time I drop them off at school, I’m running on sheer determination and cold coffee.

But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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A woman driving | Source: Pexels

My husband, David, is a great man. He’s a loving father, a reliable partner, and a hardworking provider. But he also has a QUIRK.

Let’s call it his flair for impulsive decisions.

Over the years, I’ve learned to brace myself when he starts a sentence with “So, I’ve been thinking…”

Like the time he decided to convert our garage into a home gym.

“Think of the savings!” he said. “No more gym memberships!”

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A man looking straight ahead | Source: Midjourney

What he forgot to mention was the cost of all the fancy equipment he ordered online.

Then there was the backyard project. He promised he’d build the kids a treehouse.

Instead, we ended up with a half-finished platform that took over the yard for weeks before he lost interest.

Despite these quirks, we’ve always been good at managing our finances. We make plans, set goals, and stick to them. Or at least, I do.

And for the past three years, our big goal was to save for a new car.

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A woman counting money | Source: Pexels

Our current van is a relic from our pre-kid days. It’s been through a lot, and the dents and scratches are a testimony to its glorious journey.

Now, with three growing kids, we needed something bigger, safer, and more reliable. And we were so close to reaching our goal.

Three years of cutting corners, skipping vacations, and saying “next time” to every little indulgence. We had finally saved up enough for a solid down payment on a new vehicle.

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A woman holding car keys | Source: Pexels

At that point, I thought David and I were on the same page. Little did I know he had other ideas. Ideas that would turn my world upside down.

One Friday evening, after a long day of wrangling the kids, I finally got them tucked into bed. The house was quiet, and I sank into the couch with a sigh, savoring the rare stillness.

That’s when David strolled into the living room, hands in his pockets, with a strange look on his face.

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A man standing in a living room | Source: Midjourney

“I did something today,” he began, shifting his weight from one foot to another. His tone made me sit up straighter.

“Oh?” I said cautiously. “Something good or… one of those somethings?”

David grinned like a kid about to show off a science experiment. “Good! I mean, really good.”

I folded my arms. “Alright, hit me with it.”

He took a deep breath like he’d been waiting all day to drop this bombshell.

“I bought Mom a trip to Paris!” he exclaimed as his eyes lit up.

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A man standing in his house | Source: Midjourney

For a second, I thought I’d misheard.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “You bought what?”

“A trip to Paris!” he repeated, grinning from ear to ear. “She’s always dreamed of going, and I thought, why not make it happen? She’s done so much for us, so I wanted to give her something special.”

I blinked, trying to process the words.

“David… that’s… really generous.” My heart was racing, though. Something wasn’t adding up. “Where did you get the money for this?”

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A woman talking to her husband | Source: Midjourney

His grin faltered for a second before he forced it back. “Well, you know… from the savings.”

“What savings?” I asked.

“I…uh…used the car fund,” he said, barely meeting my gaze.

I couldn’t believe it.

“Wait. You used the car fund? The money we’ve been saving for three years?”

He shrugged, trying to keep his casual demeanor, but I could see the nerves creeping in.

“Look, Lisa,” he began. “We weren’t quite there yet anyway! We still needed a few thousand more, so I figured—”

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A man talking to his wife | Source: Midjourney

“You figured?” My voice rose, incredulous. “David, that’s not your decision to make alone! You spent the money we need for a safe car for our kids on a vacation for your mom! That’s crazy! That money was for our kids! For us!”

He crossed his arms defensively. “It’s my money too! And this is my mom we’re talking about. You can’t put a price on showing gratitude.”

“Gratitude?” I shot back, standing up from the couch. “David, you didn’t just buy her a nice gift or treat her to dinner. You spent our family’s savings on a trip to Paris! Do you even hear yourself?”

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A woman looking at her husband | Source: Midjourney

David’s jaw tightened. “You make it sound like I blew it on something selfish.”

I took a step closer, locking eyes with him. “It was selfish. Maybe not in a traditional sense, but you made that decision without me. You put your mom’s dream above our family’s needs.”

For a moment, neither of us spoke. The tension hung heavy between us.

“I thought you’d understand,” he finally muttered, looking away.

“I would have,” I said, my voice calmer now but still firm, “if you’d talked to me about it first.”

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A man arguing with his wife | Source: Midjourney

But he didn’t. And as he walked away, I realized that my silence wasn’t acceptance. It was just the beginning of what was to come.

Over the next few days, I played my part perfectly. I acted as the supportive wife, nodding along as David talked about the surprise trip for his mom.

“She’s going to love it,” he kept saying, beaming with pride. “She’s always dreamed of seeing the Eiffel Tower. Can you imagine the look on her face when she finds out?”

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A man sitting at the breakfast table | Source: Midjourney

I smiled through gritted teeth, but my mind was already plotting.

Step one: Call Melissa.

David’s mom, Melissa, has always been sweet and kind to me. We’ve never had the stereotypical tense relationship you hear about with mothers-in-law.

She’s understanding, respectful, and never interferes in our marriage. That’s why I knew I could count on her to help me fix this mess.

When she answered the phone, her voice was warm as ever.

“Lisa! What a nice surprise. How are you, dear?”

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A woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

“I’m good, Melissa. But I wanted to talk to you about something important.” I took a deep breath. “David bought you a trip to Paris.”

There was a pause on the line.

“He what?” she finally asked. I could feel the disbelief in her voice.

“He used our car fund to pay for it,” I explained. “The one we’ve been saving for three years to buy a safe, reliable vehicle for the kids.”

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A woman using her phone | Source: Unsplash

“Oh, honey…” Melissa’s voice softened with concern. “I had no idea. If I’d known, I never would have accepted it! I don’t need Paris. I just want to know you and the kids are okay.”

“I know,” I said, relieved. “That’s why I called. I was hoping you’d understand.”

“Of course,” she replied. “Cancel the trip, Lisa. Family comes first.”

Step two: Call the travel agency.

Fortunately, David had booked a fully refundable package. I wasted no time getting the money back into our savings account.

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A woman using her laptop | Source: Pexels

Step three: Wait for the fallout.

I didn’t have to wait long.

A week later, David came home looking panicked. He tossed his keys on the counter and ran a hand through his hair before blurting out, “I just got a call from Mom.”

I casually glanced up from the book I was reading. “Oh?”

“She said you canceled the trip?” His eyes were wide with disbelief. “What the hell, Lisa?”

I closed my book and smiled sweetly. “Don’t worry, honey. I used the money for something even better.”

David’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean? What did you do?”

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A worried man | Source: Midjourney

“I bought the car,” I said, folding my hands in my lap. “You know, the one we’ve been saving for? The one our family actually needs?”

His jaw dropped. “Wait… what?”

I stood up, grabbed the keys from the counter, and jingled them in front of him. “It’s parked in the driveway. And your mom? She actually chipped in the exact amount we were short after she found out what you did.”

David stared at me in stunned silence.

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A man standing in his house | Source: Midjourney

“You spent all the money without consulting me?” he finally asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

“Kind of like how you spent it without consulting me?” I raised an eyebrow. “Except I spent it on something that benefits our entire family. I think that’s a little different, don’t you?”

He sputtered, trying to find the words to argue, but he came up empty. He knew I was right.

The next morning, I handed him a neatly typed spreadsheet over breakfast.

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A table of expenses | Source: Pexels

“What’s this?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Our new family budget,” I said, sliding it across the table. “From now on, we both need to sign off on any expense over $500. If you can’t handle that, I’ll be happy to take over all the finances myself.”

David sighed, rubbing his temples. “Lisa…”

I leaned forward, my voice firm but calm. “This isn’t negotiable. We’ve got three kids to think about. We can’t afford any more surprises like this.”

After a long pause, he finally nodded.

“Alright,” he said. “You’re right.”

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A man having breakfast | Source: Midjourney

From that day on, our money became a joint effort. Not his, not mine, but ours.

And every time I see that shiny new car sitting in the driveway, I feel a little spark of satisfaction.

Sometimes, the best lessons aren’t taught with words. They’re taught with actions. And this one hit right where it hurt. His wallet.

If you enjoyed reading this story, here’s another one you might like: Colleen believed she knew everything about her husband until she accidentally overheard his therapy session. Michael’s startling confession revealed his darkest secrets, destroying their 12-year marriage and leaving Colleen to pick up the shattered pieces of their family.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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