Their marriage began without romance, nearly unraveled from betrayal, and was saved by a cross-country move. After 73 years together, William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett are still each other’s greatest love story.
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett’s relationship has defied the odds in an industry known for breakups. However, from their early days as ambitious students to being beloved fixtures in American pop culture, their journey has been anything but picture-perfect.
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels celebrating their win at the Emmy Awards in Pasadena, California, on September 21, 1986. | Source: Getty Images
Infidelity and the heartbreak of losing a child tested their relationship in ways that could have easily broken it. And yet, they held on. Here’s a look inside their extraordinary relationship and a love story that has endured for over seven decades.
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett sharing a kiss backstage at the Emmy Awards on September 21, 1986, in Pasadena, California. | Source: Getty Images
How a College Audition Sparked a Lifelong Love
Daniels and Bartlett have built a legacy in Hollywood that spans decades. He is best known for his roles as George Feeny in “Boy Meets World,” Dr. Craig in “St. Elsewhere,” and the voice of KITT in “Knight Rider.”
Bartlett, an acclaimed actress in her own right, earned accolades for her performances in shows like “St. Elsewhere” and “Little House on the Prairie.” However, their story began long before their fame.
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett photographed in 1986. | Source: Getty Images
The two first crossed paths at Northwestern University, where they studied acting. Daniels vividly recalled their first meeting. In a class where the teacher was casting a play, he remembered watching what he described as “dreadful” auditions.
Despite their awkward but charming first exchange, their connection quickly grew.
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett photographed at Sardi’s Restaurant in New York on April 13, 1986. | Source: Getty Images
Then, a voice from the back of the room that sounded like an actress caught his attention. He turned around and recalled seeing “this lovely blonde.”
After class, Daniels waited by the door for Bartlett. “I said, ‘How about a cup of coffee?’ And she said, ‘You’re too short.’ I said, ‘C’mon, have a cup of coffee.’ She said, ‘OK,'” he shared.
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett at the Jewish National Fund Annual Tree of Life Awards on December 11, 1986, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images
Unbeknownst to Daniels at the time, Bartlett had already taken notice of him. “Turns out she heard I had been on Broadway,” he explained. “She had been following me around campus, I didn’t even know it.” Bartlett responded to his recollection, saying:
“True. I didn’t want to [be] a stalker. I didn’t want to interfere with his life and I never thought for a minute he’d be interested in me. So when I said, ‘You’re too short,’ I thought ‘Oh no, we’re wrong. You don’t want me.'”
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett filming “St. Elsewhere” in 1987. | Source: Getty Images
Despite their awkward but charming first exchange, their connection quickly grew. They discovered a shared passion for acting and mutual respect for their talent and ambition. “We both have the same goals. We both liked acting,” Bartlett said.
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett of “St. Elsewhere” photographed in 1987. | Source: Getty Images
“We both liked when the other one worked,” she continued. Daniels echoed her sentiment, adding, “There was never any jealousy between the two of us. We were happy when the other one was working.” That early understanding would become the foundation of a marriage that endured many trials and triumphs.
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels on the set of “St. Elsewhere” circa 1987. | Source: Getty Images
Weathering the Storm
Though Daniels and Bartlett’s marriage ultimately stood the test of time, its early years were marked by instability, painful betrayals, and emotional reckoning.
“That I’d spend my life with him, that never occurred to me. There was no plan. We were actors and trying to get work, and we liked being together,” Bartlett confessed.
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels at the NBC Affiliates Party on June 2, 1987, at Century Plaza Hotel in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images
The actress revealed in her memoir “Middle of the Rainbow” that she had an affair that lasted a few months in 1959.
Their decision to marry wasn’t rooted in romance and practicality. “And when we got married, I thought we just got married so that we could have sex really,” the actress shared.
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels at the “La Boheme” opening night performance on September 9, 1987, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images
“We got married for the expediency of it. This was not a romantic thing. It was probably as much mental and sexual. It was just a meeting of the minds and a meeting of the bodies,” she added.
After marrying in 1951, Daniels credited his wife’s presence as vital to his success in school, admitting, “If I hadn’t met Bonnie, I don’t think I would have gotten through.”
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels at the 39th Annual Primetime Emmy Awards on September 20, 1987, at Pasadena Civic Auditorium in California. | Source: Getty Images
However, the couple faced years of turmoil while living in New York. During that time, both were unfaithful. “I guess it was a little bit of an open marriage at first, but that was very painful. That didn’t work well. And it was a time when people were doing that.” Bartlett revealed.
She added, “It was at a time in New York when there was a lot of sex and a lot of people doing all kinds of things, you know — very free. But I don’t know if there was a lack of commitment a little bit, and that’s not good. So there was a lot of pain connected with any transgression, with any extramarital thing.”
William Daniels and Bonnie Bartlett at the cocktail party to celebrate the 10th anniversary of Roe vs. Wade on January 22, 1989, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images
The actress revealed in her memoir “Middle of the Rainbow” that she had an affair that lasted a few months in 1959. However, Daniels’ affair with a New York-based producer in the early 1970s still left her wrecked. Despite the heartache, they stayed together.
Bartlett admitted, “I was always the one that would say to Bill, ‘I don’t think I want to be married to you anymore.’ And he’d say, ‘Oh, come on. You’re smitten with me. You’ve always been crazy about me.’ Every time I’ve questioned the relationship, he doesn’t take it seriously.”
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels circa 1989. | Source: Getty Images
Sadly, their struggles went beyond infidelity, as they also suffered a devastating loss.
Still, the emotional weight of their early years was undeniable. “It was very painful for the both of us. But it was something we had to go through because we never went through it. When we got together I was 18,” Bartlett said.
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels at the “Rambling Rose” premiere on September 19, 1991, at Mann National Theatre in Westwood, California. | Source: Getty Images
“Bill was my first boyfriend…We just had to go through all that and still, we loved each other very much and always have. [We] have always been there for each other,” she continued.
“That’s what matters — if you’re there for the person and help [them] along in a relationship, [have] respect for them and what they’re doing and being there for them…[You have to] be together on the other side,” the actress added.
Bonnie Bartlett and William Daniels before greeting fans at Fraunces Tavern Museum on July 3, 2015, in New York. | Source: Getty Images
Sadly, their struggles went beyond infidelity, as they also suffered the devastating loss of one of their sons. That tragedy and the emotional toll of their personal lives created a storm that might have ended many other relationships. But it didn’t end theirs.
Instead, the couple, who went on to welcome two boys, moved to Hollywood — and that shift marked a turning point. “Hollywood was really the saving grace for our marriage,” Bartlett explained.
She added, “Because once we got to Hollywood and we were here and living like a normal family and having weekends at home with our kids and doing things, it was [a] totally different story. Nobody wanted anything more than that.”
However, looking back years later, the actress saw those difficult times as necessary. “So much happens and you live — the good things, you hurt each other. We’ve hurt each other but you recover and you grow and you change and you adapt,” she revealed.
“You have to be able to adapt to the other person. You have to think of them first. It doesn’t happen overnight. It took us years to get to a real companionship marriage,” the Hollywood star added.
Lasting Love
After decades of trials, triumphs, and transformation, Daniels and Bartlett have emerged with an unshaken bond.
Reflecting on a marriage of over seven decades, the actress admitted, “I never expected it to be a marvelous, wonderful thing. I had no anticipation of that at all, and it just happened.”
My Hypocrite Sister Demanded I Let Our Mom Live in My Home but I Made Another Plan
My Hypocrite Sister Demanded I Let Our Mom Live in My Home but I Made Another Plan
When my sister demanded I take our neglectful mother into my home, I decided to stand up for myself. What happened next tested family bonds, revealed painful truths, and forced us to confront years of unresolved hurt.
When we were kids, my dad worked hard to support us. My mom, though, stayed at home. You’d think she was taking care of us, but she wasn’t. She spent her days on the sofa, glued to the TV. She barely cooked or cleaned. It was like she wasn’t a mom to us at all.
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My sister Amy and I grew up in the same house, but we had very different experiences. I was always the one picking up the slack. By the time I was 10, I was making meals and cleaning. Amy, on the other hand, didn’t lift a finger. She was Mom’s favorite, and it showed.
When I turned 18, my mom kicked me out. She said it was time for me to be independent. Amy, though, got to stay. She was 16 then. I remember Dad argued with Mom about it.
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They fought a lot, and soon after, they got divorced. Mom moved on quickly. She remarried almost instantly, but then her new husband died. After her husband’s death, Mom had nowhere to go. She asked to move in with my family. Reluctantly, I said yes. It was a mistake. She acted like she owned the place.
She offered to babysit the kids but only watched them twice a week for half a day. And even then, she neglected them. One time, she didn’t change my baby’s diaper for hours. It was the last straw. I asked her to leave.
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That’s when Amy got involved. She started calling me, shaming me for kicking Mom out.
“How could you do that to Mom?” Amy yelled over the phone. “You’re a terrible daughter!”
“Me? What about you, Amy? You said you had no space for her, remember?” I shot back.
Amy’s voice was sharp. “That’s different! I don’t have room. You do!”
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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “So, it’s okay for me to take her in, but not you? That’s hypocritical, Amy.”
“You’re being selfish!” she cried. “She’s our mother! We owe her.”
“Owe her? For what? Neglecting us? Kicking me out? Ruining Dad’s life? She had her chance to be a good mom, and she blew it.”
“You can’t just abandon her! This is cruel!”
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I took a deep breath. “She made her bed, Amy. Now she has to lie in it. If you’re so worried, you take her.”
Amy was silent for a moment. “You can’t do this. I don’t have space.”
“Figure it out, Amy. Just like I had to.”
Two days later, I called Amy again. “Mom’s moving in with you.”
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“Are you out of your mind?” Amy shouted. “You can’t just dump her on me!”
“Oh, so now space is an issue?” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “When it’s me, I’m supposed to accommodate her, but you can’t?”
Amy was furious. “You’re ruining everything!”
“No, I’m setting boundaries. If you can’t understand that, it’s your problem.”
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The next day, I packed Mom’s bags and drove her to Amy’s house. Amy was waiting at the door, looking like she’d seen a ghost.
“She’s all yours,” I said, handing over the bags.
“This isn’t fair,” Amy said, her voice shaking.
“Welcome to my world,” I replied. “Maybe now you’ll see why I couldn’t take it anymore.”
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As I drove away, I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew Amy was in for a tough time, but it was about time she faced reality. For the first time in years, I felt a sense of peace. I hoped it would last.
Two days after Mom moved in with Amy, my phone rang. I could tell from the caller ID it was Amy, and I knew she wasn’t calling to chat. I picked up, bracing myself for the onslaught.
“She’s driving me crazy!” Amy shouted before I could even say hello. “Mom’s been here two days, and it’s a nightmare.”
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“Well, that’s how I’ve been living,” I replied calmly.
“You don’t understand,” Amy continued, her voice shaking. “She refuses to do anything. She sits on the couch all day, watching TV. She won’t even make herself a sandwich.”
“I understand perfectly,” I said. “I lived it, remember?”
Amy sighed, frustration clear in her voice. “I can’t take it. She’s so demanding. She acts like I owe her everything.”
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“That’s what I’ve been dealing with for years,” I replied. “Now you see why I asked her to leave.”
Amy was silent for a moment. “I thought you were exaggerating,” she admitted. “But it’s worse than I imagined.”
“I’m sorry you’re going through this,” I said. “But I had to set boundaries for my family’s sake.”
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After hanging up, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. The house was quieter, more peaceful. My kids seemed happier, too. They weren’t on edge, waiting for the next outburst from their grandmother.
“Mama, can we play a game?” my youngest asked, smiling up at me.
“Of course, sweetie,” I replied, feeling lighter than I had in years.
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The days passed, and the peace in my home grew. Without Mom’s negative energy, our household felt warmer and more connected. My husband and I had more time for each other, and the kids were thriving.
One evening, as I was preparing dinner, my phone rang again. It was Amy.
“We need to talk,” she said, her voice calmer but still strained.
“Okay, what’s on your mind?” I asked.
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“Mom is making my life hell,” she said bluntly. “But I think I understand why you did what you did.”
I paused, letting her words sink in. “Go on.”
“I thought you were being cruel, but now I see you were trying to protect your family,” she admitted. “I just… I don’t know what to do.”
“It’s about setting boundaries,” I said gently. “Mom never learned how to be a proper parent. She expects us to cater to her because that’s all she knows.”
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“But how do I deal with her?” Amy asked, desperation creeping back into her voice.
“You have to be firm,” I advised. “Explain what you can and can’t do for her. It won’t be easy, but it’s necessary.”
Amy sighed. “I guess I never realized how much you were dealing with.”
“It was a lot,” I agreed. “But it taught me the importance of putting my immediate family first.”
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There was a long pause on the line. “I’m sorry I judged you,” Amy finally said. “I was wrong.”
“Thank you,” I said, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. “I’m glad you understand now.”
As I hung up, I reflected on how much things had changed. Growing up, I felt neglected and alone, bearing the brunt of Mom’s indifference. But now, I had a chance to create a different environment for my own kids. Setting boundaries with Mom was hard, but it was the right decision.
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Amy and I had a lot to work through, but I hoped this experience would bring us closer. She finally saw things from my perspective, and that was a start.
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