While performing in Denver, Van Ark met actress Julie Harris while interviewing her for a local newspaper, and the actress persuaded her to study acting and drama at the Yale Drama School.
As a result, Van Ark became the youngest student ever to receive a scholarship to the well-respected school and the second woman ever to enroll. The first woman was Julie Harris, who helped Van Ark into the school.
“She wrote to the dean and asked him to meet me. Long story short, my parents drove me to New Haven, Connecticut, to meet the dean, who gave me a scholarship,” she recalled.” It was meant to be.”
Valene Ewing on ‘Dallas’ and ‘Knots Landing’
Van Ark began her professional career at the Minneapolis Guthrie Theater, where she starred in The Miser by Moliere. After working about a year at the Arena Stage in Washington DC, she moved down to work with the national touring company Barefoot in the Park in 1963, which led to her Broadway debut. In 1971, she was nominated for the Tony Award for Best Featured Actress in a Play after starring in The School for Wives.
At that point, Joan Van Ark had begun working in front of a screen rather than on stage. She appeared on television series including Temperature’s Rising, Spider-Woman, and Days of Our Lives and even in one episode of Bonanza.
Even though Joan Van Ark wasn’t short of jobs, she was still looking for her significant breakthrough role as the 1980s approached. In 1978, she made several appearances as Valene Ewing on Dallas – which led her to the role of a lifetime.
Knots Landing – a spinoff of Dallas – premiered in 1979, and Joan Van Ark reprised her role as Valene Ewing. She starred in 327 episodes – acting alongside Michele Lee as Karen and Ted Schakleford as Gary – and became a massive star.
Even though it was a spinoff of Dallas – about the rotten but wealthy Ewing Clan – it was initially brought to CBS years before.
However, the network wanted a “big rich family” show, and Dallas got picked as the one. But later on, Knots Landing became a massive success as the studio realized how big of a show Dallas had grown into, and after only one season, it rose into the top 20 in TV ratings.
How Joan Van Ark almost missed out on her biggest role
Knots Landing became the story of Gary Ewing and his wife Valene – played by Van Ark – and how they decided to start a new life in Knots Landing.
However, Van Ark almost missed out on the part of Valene Ewing. She explained that she had a “three-way clash” where she did The Love Boat simultaneously, as well as a commercial in New York.
In the end, it was her husband – John Marshall, who we will come back to in a minute – that persuaded her into choosing Dallas. And it was a significant – and important – decision.
“I got the call asking me to do a guest appearance in this show called Dallas, which was attracting a lot of buzz, but I said to my husband, ‘John, why should I even read this script? I can’t be in three places at once,’” she told Express. “Then he read it and said, ‘No, you’ve got to do it. It looks wonderful.’”
“So basically, he talked me into a schedule that had me in LA one day, then flying to Dallas for two days, followed by two days in New York and then back to Texas. But looking at this old cast photo from Knots Landing – the spinoff from Dallas – I’m so glad I listened to him,” she added.
Dallas and Knots Landing became a 15-year commitment for Van Ark, who became identified by her role. As earlier mentioned, she and Julie Harris had quite a history – and in 1980, they met again
“I could stay forever on the show and be safe”
Harris was cast in Knots Landing as the mother of Van Arks’ character, and for the actress, it was almost too good to be true.
“When the producers told me they had finally last someone to play my mother, I held my breath,” she recalled in a 1984 interview with Florida Today.
“I thought, ‘Oh my God, are they going to say Phyllis Diller or Zsa Zsa Gabor, or who?’ Then they said it was Julie Harris, and I went right through the roof. I couldn’t believe they had picked her to be my mother. They didn’t even know we were friends.”
Joan Van Ark stayed for 13 seasons and 327 episodes on the show. Then in 1993, just one season after she left, Knots Landing was canceled. But the reason for Joan leaving wasn’t that she didn’t like it. Instead, it was all about her trying on new challenges.“I could stay forever on the show and be safe,” Van Ark told the Los Angeles Times in 1992.
“But three years ago, I did Night of the Iguana in Williamstown (Mass.), and I had a quote from Tennessee Williams taped on my mirror, taken from an essay he’d written on success. It said, and I’m paraphrasing here: ‘Security is in the shape of a kidney-shaped pool in Los Angeles, where you sit waiting for your residual checks.’ I was in a comfortable spot on Knots, and an artist should not be comfortable.”
At the same time, the television series became a huge part of Van Ark’s life. So even though she felt comfortable leaving, it was a tough blow since she thought it would be easier.
Blamed herself for ‘Knots Landing’ cancelation
“I have loved more than life the 13 years I’ve had on that show,” she said. “[Knots Landing creator] David Jacobs is a great influence on my life, has taught me so much about so many things. Ted [Shackelford] is the other half of every breath I take on the show, and personally, he’s a large part of my heart. The people are my family–we have shared marriages, deaths, divorces. It’s far more difficult to leave than I thought.”
The show didn’t quite work without the great chemistry between characters Valen and Gary. In fact, Joan took the blame for the show being shut down.
“Well, it was my fault. I jumped over to NBC to do a pilot which did not sell,” she said. “I was so ready to go, after fourteen years with the one lady, so I auditioned for the pilot, and they cast me. It wasn’t as cleanly negotiated as it should have been. When the pilot didn’t sell, they asked me back, and I did do the four-hour finale of the show.”
Joan Van Ark left the soap opera business behind but continued to star in many television series. She had minor parts in television series, including Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, and starred in some television movies. Between 2004 and 2005, Joan appeared as Gloria Fisher in 55 episodes of the hugely successful television drama The Young and The Restless.Joan Van Ark – marriage, husband, children
It’s common for celebrities in Hollywood to marry other celebrities, and show-biz marriages don’t always last very long.
But that wasn’t the case for Joan Van Ark, who met the love of her life back in high school. She met her husband, John Marshall, while the two were students in Boulder. In 1966, the couple married on a military base in Germany.
“Believe me, it was nothing like the marriages [Valene Ewing] has gone through,” she told UPI.
In 1969, they welcomed daughter Vanessa Marshall, who also chose a career in entertainment. She became a well-known voice-over artist and actually gave up on her on-camera acting career. Instead, Vanessa Marshall has lent her voice to animated films, television series, and several video games.
John Marshall went on to become an Emmy newsman, working on KNBC-TV and NBC. He’s had a flourishing career just as his wife Joan, and while the couple was working hard to make it in their respective fields, Vanessa was growing up.
For Van Ark, becoming a mother while trying to navigate through the business was tough. And she gives credit to her husband, John, for keeping the family together during those stressful years.
“He is the reason we have the most wonderful daughter in the world and that the marriage has stayed strong,” Van Ark told The Leader-Post in 1988. “I feel I am the committed person who can’t give up time for this or that.”
“He did not want to miss watching Venessa grow up, and he did not want to miss me,” she added. “He knows correspondents live out of suitcases. John made career choices I didn’t agree with because if it had been me, I would have packed my bags, and I would have been waiving at the airport.”Joan Van Ark – net worth
Besides her acting job, Joan Van Ark has a great interest in running. The 78-year-old has completed several marathons and explained she’s running instead of going to a psychologist. However, when it comes to her husband, she stated that she would never go on a run with him.
Why? Because “it’s the quickest way to a divorce that I know of. You’re always criticizing the other’s style,” Joan said.
In the last decade, Joan Van Ark has continued to work on stage in several productions for theater and starring in television series and movies such as Watercolor Postcards and Psycho Wedding Crasher. But she will always be most remembered for her magnificent spell on Dallas and Knots Landing.
According to Celebrity Net Worth, Joan Van Ark has a net worth of around $10 million.
Teacher Found Out That Kids Were Bullying a Poor Boy about the Sweater His Grandmother Knitted for Him
A young boy’s heart shatters when cruel classmates mock the sweater his grandmother lovingly knitted for him. But one teacher’s act of kindness stitches his heart back together, proving that real heroes don’t always wear capes.
The schoolbag felt like a boulder on Dylan’s tiny shoulders as he trudged home, kicking pebbles along the cracked sidewalk. His hands were stuffed deep in his pockets, and his eyes were fixed on the ground. What burden could an 8-year-old possibly bear?
An upset young boy walking on the road | Source: Pexels
It was the new trend at school and all the kids were buzzing about wearing superhero-themed jerseys the next day. All except Dylan.
His heart sank as he thought about his grandma Mariam, or Mimi as he called her. He knew she couldn’t afford one.
A sad young boy with his eyes downcast | Source: Midjourney
As he approached their little cottage nestled at the far end of the picturesque street, he spotted Mariam in their little backyard, her wrinkled hands carefully plucking beetroots from the soil.
“Mimi, I need to talk to you,” Dylan called out, his voice tinged with frustration.
“Be there in a jiffy, sweetie!” Mariam chirped back.
An older woman with a warm smile | Source: Midjourney
Dylan stomped into the house, flinging his schoolbag. It knocked over an old framed photo of baby Dylan cradled in his parents’ arms. The glass cracked, a spider web spreading across their smiling faces.
Dylan’s heart clenched as he looked at the photo, remembering the story Mariam had told him countless times.
His parents had died in a tragic car crash when he was just one year old. Since then, Mariam had been his rock, his everything.
A broken framed photo of a couple with a baby | Source: Midjourney
She’d raised him alone, scraping by on what little she earned selling homemade cookies, fresh eggs from their backyard chickens, and her hand-knitted items around town.
It wasn’t much, but Mariam had always made sure Dylan never went without love.
She hurried in, her apron stained with dirt. “What’s wrong, my little man?”
An emotional senior woman | Source: Midjourney
Dylan looked up, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Can… can you buy me a superhero jersey, Mimi? Please? It has to be Spiderman!”
“Oh, honey,” Mariam’s voice cracked. “Let me see what I can do.”
Her heart raced as she scurried around the house, checking every nook and cranny where she might have stashed away a few dollars. Cookie jars, pillowcases, even the rusty tin behind the peeling wallpaper. All empty.
A sad, disheartened young boy | Source: Midjourney
With trembling hands, she counted the meager savings she’d scraped together. Ten dollars. It wasn’t much, but it was all she had.
“I’ll be right back, sweetie,” she called out, her voice steady despite the worry gnawing at her insides.
The bell above the door jingled as Mariam entered Smalltown Styles, the only kids’ clothing store for miles. Her eyes lit up when she spotted a lone Spiderman jersey hanging on the display.
A brass bell atop a wooden door | Source: Pexels
“How much for that one?” she asked, pointing with a shaky finger.
The shopkeeper smiled apologetically. “That’s our last one, ma’am. Sixty-five dollars.”
Mariam’s face fell. “Oh… I see. Thank you anyway.”
A Spiderman-themed jersey on display in a cloth store | Source: Midjourney
As she turned to leave, the shopkeeper called out, “Wait! We’re having a sale next week. Maybe you could—”
But Mariam was already gone, the bell’s cheerful jingle doing little to ease her heavy heart.
Back home, Mariam found Dylan curled up in bed, his small frame wracked with silent sobs. She gently shook him awake for dinner, a humble meal of porridge with boiled beetroot and eggs.
Dylan ate quietly. It seemed unusual to Mariam, but she understood.
An older woman smiling | Source: Midjourney
“Time for your bedtime prayer, sweetie,” she reminded him softly.
Dylan mumbled through the familiar words, his voice lacking its usual enthusiasm.
For the first time since he could remember, he crawled under the covers without giving Mariam a goodnight kiss.
Side shot of a distressed young boy | Source: Midjourney
As soon as she heard his breathing even out, Mariam sprang into action.
She crept into Dylan’s room and carefully removed the worn Spiderman poster peeling from the wall. Back in her room, she fired up her old knitting machine, determination etched on her face.
Through the night she worked, her arthritic fingers flying over the yarn, shaping it into a familiar red and blue pattern.
An older woman using a knitting machine | Source: Midjourney
As the first rays of sunlight peeked through the window, Mariam held up her creation—a woolen Spiderman sweater, crafted with love in every stitch.
“Dylan, honey! I’ve got a surprise for you! It’s in the dining room!” Mariam called out, her voice hoarse from lack of sleep but brimming with excitement.
Dylan shuffled into the dining room, his eyes widening as he saw the sweater laid out on the table.
A Spiderman-themed knitwear laid on a table | Source: Midjourney
For a split second, disappointment flashed across his face, but he quickly masked it with a smile.
“I love it, Mimi!” he exclaimed, throwing his arms around her waist.
As Dylan headed off to school, Mariam watched him go, her heart swelling with pride. She didn’t notice the slight droop in his shoulders or the way he tugged nervously at the sweater’s sleeves.
“Have a great day, my little superhero!” she called after him.
Dylan smiled, not knowing what awaited him.
A smiling boy sporting a Spiderman-themed sweater | Source: Midjourney
The classroom erupted into laughter the moment Dylan stepped through the door. His cheeks burned as he heard the jeers and taunts from his classmates.
“Did you find that in the trash?” one boy shouted.
“Woolen Spiderman! That’s hilarious!” a girl chimed in, her pigtails bouncing as she giggled.
“Hey, Dylan! Did your grandma mistake you for a sheep?” another boy called out, causing a fresh wave of laughter.
Kids laughing in a classroom | Source: Midjourney
A girl in the front row wrinkled her nose and said loudly, “Eww, it probably smells like mothballs and old people!”
Dylan’s vision blurred with tears. He spun on his heel and bolted from the room, nearly colliding with his teacher Mr. Pickford in the hallway.
“Dylan? What’s wrong?” Mr. Pickford called after him, but Dylan was already out of sight.
A sad boy with his eyes downcast | Source: Midjourney
Frowning, Mr. Pickford strode into the classroom where the cruel laughter continued.
“Did you see his face?” a boy snickered.
“Yeah, he looked like he was gonna cry!” another chimed in.
“Guess Spiderman can’t save him from bad fashion!” a girl added, sending the class into another fit of giggles.
Mr. Pickford’s eyes narrowed as he took in the scene.
A teacher furrowing his brows | Source: Midjourney
The laughter died instantly as the children noticed his presence. His gaze swept over their suddenly guilty faces, understanding dawning in his eyes.
He strode across the classroom, his footsteps echoing in the abrupt silence. Mr. Pickford pursed his lips, a plan already forming in his mind.
“I see,” he softly whispered to himself. “Well, class, I think it’s time for an important lesson: one that’s not in your textbooks.”
With that, the dismissal bell rang. As the students filed out, Mr. Pickford couldn’t shake the feeling that something unexpected was in store for the coming Monday.
Side view of a teacher in a classroom | Source: Midjourney
The weekend crawled by for Dylan. He dreaded Monday morning but he couldn’t bear to disappoint his grandma. So, with a heavy heart, he pulled on the Spiderman sweater and trudged to school.
As he entered the classroom, Dylan braced himself for another round of mockery. But the room was eerily quiet. Every eye was fixed on him, but not with derision. Instead, with something that looked almost like… admiration?
“Ah, there’s my superhero partner!” a familiar voice boomed from the corner.
A startled little boy | Source: Midjourney
Dylan’s jaw dropped. There stood Mr. Pickford, grinning from ear to ear, wearing an identical Spiderman sweater.
“What do you say we take a picture in our awesome sweaters?” Mr. Pickford suggested, pulling out his phone.
Tears welled up in Dylan’s eyes, but this time, they were tears of joy. As Mr. Pickford’s arm wrapped around his shoulders, Dylan felt a warmth spread through his chest.
“How… how did you know, Mr. Pickford?” he whispered.
A teacher sporting a Spiderman-themed sweater in the classroom | Source: Midjourney
Mr. Pickford winked. “Let’s just say a little birdie told me. Or should I say, a very talented grandma knitted me one last weekend!”
Dylan’s eyes widened in realization. “Mimi made yours too?”
Mr. Pickford nodded, his eyes twinkling. “She’s quite the artist, your Mimi. You’re a lucky boy, Dylan.”
A thoughtful little boy looking ahead | Source: Midjourney
As they posed for the photo, Dylan’s classmates gathered around, oohing and aahing over the matching sweaters. For the first time in days, Dylan felt his lips curve into a genuine smile.
Two days had passed since the incident, and Dylan was basking in the newfound peace in the classroom. As he rounded the corner to their cottage that afternoon, he skidded to a halt. A line of fancy cars stretched down the street, and a crowd of people milled about in their front yard.
“Mimi?” a terrified Dylan called out, pushing through the throng.
Cars parked outside a house | Source: Pexels
He found her sitting at a table, surrounded by parents waving money and placing orders.
Mariam’s eyes sparkled as she scribbled down requests for Superman sweaters, Wonder Woman cardigans, and even a few Hulk hoodies.
“Dylan!” she exclaimed when she spotted him. “Look at all these nice people who want sweaters just like yours!”
An older woman smiling warmly | Source: Midjourney
Dylan’s chest swelled with pride. He watched as his grandma’s skilled hands flew over her knitting machine, creating masterpiece after masterpiece. The cottage that had once felt so empty now buzzed with life and laughter.
As the fiery orb of the sun descended, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, Mariam packed away her yarn and needles. She turned to Dylan with a mischievous grin.
“What do you say we celebrate, my little superhero? I hear the amusement park has a new Spiderman ride!”
Dylan’s eyes lit up. “Really, Mimi? Can we go?”
A cheerful young boy | Source: Midjourney
Mariam laughed, a sound as warm and comforting as the sweater Dylan wore. “Of course we can, pumpkin. After all, every superhero needs a day off sometimes!”
As they walked hand in hand towards the twinkling lights of the fairground, Dylan looked up at his grandmother. In the fading light, he could almost see a halo around her silver hair.
“I love you, Mimi. So, so, so much!” he chirped.
Mariam gently squeezed his hand, her eyes glistening. “I love you too, sweetie. To the moon and back.”
A happy little boy looking up | Source: Midjourney
And as they stepped into the whirl of colors and laughter, Dylan realized something important: Life might get tough sometimes, but there are guardian angels watching over us. Sometimes they wear teacher’s badges, and sometimes they knit Spiderman sweaters! But they’re always there, ready to wrap us in love when we need it most.
Silhouette of a little boy walking with his grandma | Source: Midjourney
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