10/02/2025
In 1964, Elizabeth Montgomery found an anchor in Agnes Moorehead on the set of "Bewitched," when Moorehead’s warmth and strength began to ease the weight she carried as a young star.
Their bond grew beyond the cameras. Montgomery often described Moorehead as someone who could see past the glamour to the vulnerable woman beneath the surface. Moorehead, already admired for her work in films like "Citizen Kane" (1941) and "The Magnificent Ambersons" (1942), recognized the silent struggles her younger co-star faced. With wisdom earned from decades in the industry, she stepped into a guiding role, offering both protection and encouragement.
Montgomery, burdened by insecurities and a turbulent marriage to director William Asher, leaned on Moorehead’s presence as a source of reassurance. For her, Moorehead was not just a co-star but a maternal figure who provided the unconditional acceptance she had longed for since childhood. Growing up under the critical eye of her father, Robert Montgomery, Elizabeth often felt she could never measure up. Moorehead filled that void with compassion, praising her not only as an actress but also as a kind, empathetic human being.
Their closeness was strengthened by the rhythm of everyday moments off set. Moorehead invited Montgomery into her home, where their conversations flowed deep into the night. They spoke about art, faith, and the difficulties of navigating Hollywood’s demanding world. These moments revealed a friendship not built on superficiality but on honesty, trust, and a genuine desire to nurture one another’s spirits.
On set during the eight-season run of "Bewitched" (1964–1972), Moorehead balanced tenderness with discipline. She would steady Montgomery during moments of self-doubt, reminding her that true artistry came from resilience and belief in oneself. Colleagues recalled how Montgomery’s eyes softened when Moorehead encouraged her, as though her words carried the authority of both a teacher and a mother.
Moorehead, who never had children of her own, found joy in caring for Montgomery. She often referred to her affectionately as “my Lizzie,” a phrase that spoke volumes about the depth of her love. For Moorehead, the relationship gave her something she quietly missed, a daughter-like bond that enriched her final years.
The two women did not always share the same views. Moorehead was conservative and deeply religious, while Montgomery leaned toward progressive causes. Yet their differences only highlighted the strength of their bond. They could disagree passionately and still remain close, because their respect for one another was unwavering. Montgomery valued Moorehead’s honesty, while Moorehead admired Montgomery’s determination to live life on her own terms.
In the 1970s, when Moorehead’s health began to decline from cancer, Montgomery’s devotion became clear. She visited often, providing comfort during treatments and standing by her side through difficult days. Their laughter, private talks, and tender silences carried even more meaning during that period, showing that their connection went far beyond career or circumstance.
When Moorehead passed away in 1974, Montgomery was deeply shaken. She later admitted that losing Moorehead felt like losing part of herself. Yet she carried her presence forward, often recalling Moorehead’s advice in moments of uncertainty.
Their friendship was one of balance, one offering guidance, the other offering trust. It was a relationship where healing flowed both ways: Moorehead found the daughter she never had, and Montgomery found the acceptance and strength she had always craved.
In the quiet legacy of that bond, Montgomery discovered courage, and Moorehead discovered the joy of unconditional love. Their friendship was not simply companionship but a profound connection that transformed both women forever.
Even years later, Montgomery said she could still hear Moorehead’s voice guiding her. That voice, etched into her heart, reminded her that real friendship never truly ends.