Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta-Jones: The Untold Story of Their Family and Kids

Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta-Jones have been through a lot together. They’ve lived in both the US and Bermuda with their children, Dylan Douglas and Carys Zeta-Douglas, and have experienced many changes along the way.

Now, Dylan is an adult. At 20 years old, he has chosen his own path in life. Being the son of a famous Hollywood star, and the grandson of the legendary Kirk Douglas, brings a lot of pressure.

However, his parents made sure he had the best childhood possible, even moving away from Bermuda to support him.

Michael Douglas was born on September 25, 1944, in New Brunswick, New Jersey, to actor parents Diana and Kirk Douglas.

When Michael was six years old, his parents divorced, and he went to live with his mother. He only saw his father during holidays.

Growing up, Michael Douglas attended the Eaglebrook School in Massachusetts and later went to the elite Choate School.

Michael was introduced to the acting world at a young age. He spent summers with his father, Kirk, who was often shooting films. By his teenage years, Michael knew he wanted to be an actor and asked his father to help him find roles.

Kirk, however, didn’t think acting was right for his son because of the pressure and unpredictability of the industry. He didn’t want either of his sons in show business, but Michael couldn’t be stopped.

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Michael Douglas decided to turn down studying at Yale University and instead moved to California.

“I grew up on the East Coast and was going to go to an Ivy League school, but at the last minute, I decided to be a hippie,” he explained. “There were protest movements about the war and peace movements at our university. It was a fantastic time.”

While studying at the University of California, Santa Barbara, he kept asking his father, Kirk, for help to get into the movie industry. In 1966, he landed his first role.

### Start of Acting Career

Michael Douglas made his debut in *Cast a Giant Shadow*, where his father also starred. He played an uncredited driver in the film.

“I was lucky to grow up watching how my father acted, along with stars like Tony Curtis, Burt Lancaster, and Frank Sinatra, who were often at our house,” Michael said on *The Talk*. “You see stars with their insecurities and how they behave, so I think that’s kept me grounded.”

Michael Douglas graduated with a bachelor’s degree in 1968 and decided to move back to the East Coast. This time, he settled in New York City, where he continued to pursue his career in film.

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Michael Douglas studied at the American Place Theatre and later at the Neighborhood Playhouse. He landed some leading roles and spent time performing in off-Broadway productions.

### Academy Award Winner

Before his first film role, Michael Douglas had a small part in the television show *The F.B.I.* The producer, Quinn Martin, was impressed with him, and Douglas then got a role in the new police series *The Streets of San Francisco*. The show premiered in 1972 and became Douglas’s big breakthrough.

*The Streets of San Francisco* became one of ABC’s highest-rated programs in the mid-1970s, airing during prime time. Michael Douglas received three consecutive Emmy Award nominations for his performance. He also directed two episodes of the series, gaining experience in directing, which he would use later.

In 1975, Michael produced the classic film *One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest*, which helped establish him as a top producer. The film won several Academy Awards, and Douglas himself won an Academy Award for Best Picture.

By this time, Douglas was a successful producer and director, and everyone wanted to work with him. He produced and starred in *The China Syndrome* (1979) alongside Jane Fonda. The movie received more Academy Award nominations and was named one of the best films of the year by the National Board of Review.

Michael Douglas went on to become a major Hollywood star with his performances as Gordon Gecko in *Wall Street* (1987), in *Falling Down* (1993), and *The Game* (1997).

### Michael Douglas – Catherine Zeta-Jones

During this time, he met his love, Catherine Zeta-Jones. Even before they met, he admired her talent.

“I was watching this movie and thought, ‘Wow, who is this girl? She’s incredible,’” Douglas remembered. He was watching a screening of her upcoming movie *The Mask of Zorro* at that moment.

The two stars met in 1996 at the Deauville Film Festival.

“I had been told Michael Douglas wanted to meet me,” Zeta-Jones said in a 2001 interview with Larry King. “I was a little nervous because I didn’t quite know what he wanted to meet me about.”

Michael Douglas knew right away that he had just met the love of his life.

However, Michael Douglas worried he had ruined any chance of a future with Catherine during their first meeting.

“I said to her after about half an hour, ‘You know, I’m going to be the father of your children,’” Douglas recalled on *The Jonathan Ross Show*, as quoted by E! News. “It sounded good, but she said, ‘You know, I’ve heard a lot about you and I’ve seen a lot about you, and I think it’s time I say goodnight.’”

### Married in 1999

Douglas and Zeta-Jones kept talking on the phone for about nine months and continued to enjoy dinners together. They eventually wondered why they weren’t officially together, so they decided to sit down and discuss it.

“He certainly didn’t want me as an ex-girlfriend on his list, and I certainly didn’t want ‘Michael Douglas’ as an ex-boyfriend on my list,” she said. “We looked at each other one day and said, ‘We’re having a lot of fun together.’”

Their romance blossomed. Despite the 25-year age difference, which attracted media attention, they didn’t care because their love was strong. On New Year’s Eve in 1999, Michael Douglas proposed to Catherine at his home in Aspen, Colorado.

“Both of us were sick as dogs because we had the flu,” Douglas recalled in 2016. Later that year, they got married.

“I don’t take any of this for granted,” Zeta-Jones told *People* during their wedding. “When I look at Michael, I run around like a little girl. I can’t believe I came into his life and he came into mine.”

### Dylan Douglas

Just months after their engagement, there were rumors that the couple was expecting a child. In August 2000, Dylan Douglas was born. He was Catherine Zeta-Jones’s first child and Michael Douglas’s second; his first son, Cameron, was born in 1978 to his former wife, Diandra Luker.

Catherine and Michael welcomed their second child, a daughter named Carys Zeta-Douglas, in 2003. Like any marriage, they faced ups and downs, but their love always prevailed.

Now, their children are all grown up, and Dylan Douglas has chosen a very different career from that of his parents. He seems to be quite the daredevil.

Dylan Douglas is now 20 years old and has already lived in several places.

### Dylan Douglas – Childhood

As a young child, Dylan and his family lived in Bermuda. Michael Douglas has strong ties to the islands because his mother is from there, and he spent many teenage summers there.

In 2001, when Dylan was just one year old, Michael and Catherine decided to move the family to Bermuda. Being two major celebrities, they believed it would be better for their children to grow up away from the spotlight, which can often be toxic.

Douglas and Zeta-Jones, who were living in New York City at the time, wanted their kids to have a safe and calm upbringing without the hassle of paparazzi.

In Bermuda, they felt people respected their privacy.

“Bermuda creates an environment for us away from the entertainment business and gives our kids independence and freedom where showbiz isn’t on everybody’s lips,” Douglas said, as quoted by the *Bermuda Sun*. “It’s a lovely, lovely place.”

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However, the family only stayed on the island for eight years because Dylan was diagnosed with dyslexia.

### Dylan Douglas – Dyslexia

Dylan didn’t start reading until he was five years old. His parents, Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta-Jones, decided it was best for him to attend a special school in New York. So, the Douglas family left Bermuda, and Dylan finally got the chance to show everyone what a great kid he was. He enrolled at the Windward School, which specializes in helping children with dyslexia.

Those years were very challenging for the Douglas family. Not only was Dylan’s half-brother Cameron sentenced to five years in prison, but Michael Douglas also found out that he had stage 4 tongue cancer. He went through chemotherapy and radiation therapy while Dylan was adjusting to his new school.

In the end, Michael Douglas successfully overcame his cancer treatment, and Dylan went on to enjoy school. During an emotional speech at a Windward School fundraiser, Dylan honored the school that helped him overcome his dyslexia and also talked about how his father’s cancer had affected his life.

A man saves a stray dog that had fallen into the ice, leading him to a lost family inheritance

John had a mission to find a long-lost family heirloom. After rescuing a dog that was about to drown, he discovered much more than just the family inheritance.

John had settled in an old cabin searching for a long-lost family treasure: a gold medallion bearing the family coat of arms. He spent his days working online and his evenings studying antiques on various specialized websites, hoping to find the medallion.

His grandfather cherished the medallion, which he had received from his father years ago. He often spoke about it with great nostalgia. So, John decided to find it.

However, that day wasn’t about work or family. On that particularly cold winter day, all John wanted was to enjoy a day of fishing. As he prepared his hook on the cabin porch, he suddenly heard a faint bark coming from the lake.

At first, John ignored the bark, but as it turned into desperate whimpering, he became worried and decided to check what was happening.

“You really are a lucky dog,” John said, pausing with a sudden realization. “Yes… I think that’s what I’ll call you. Lucky.”

As he approached the lake, he saw a Labrador that had fallen into the ice, struggling to stay afloat. John immediately returned to the cabin, grabbed a rope, and rushed back to the lake. He quickly fashioned a lasso and caught the dog, pulling her from the freezing water. The dog shivered, helpless, and appeared to have an injured paw.

John quickly wrapped her in a blanket and brought her home. He warmed her by the fireplace, fed her, and treated her wounds.

“Poor thing. You’ve been through so much. How could anyone abandon something so beautiful?” John said as he cared for the dog, who soon fell asleep.

“You really are a lucky dog,” John said again, this time with a warm smile. “Yes… that’s your name now. Lucky.” The dog gave a soft bark, as if in agreement with her new name.

From that moment, John decided to keep Lucky as his companion. Over the weeks, John continued his search for the family heirloom.

What made the search particularly difficult was that he wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking for. Some family members said it was a gold medallion, others a pendant. The only thing they all agreed on was that it bore the family emblem.

The last connection to the lost family inheritance was a pouch with an embroidered family crest, which was where the relic had been kept until it disappeared, according to his grandfather. John tirelessly pursued his quest night after night. Every evening, he scoured antique photos but found no clues. And every evening, Lucky sat by his side for company.

One night, after another fruitless search, John lost his temper. While sitting at his desk, examining data as usual, he suddenly stood up and threw the pouch to the floor. He placed his hands against the wall, trying to calm down and brace himself.

“I’m done! This is hopeless! I’ll never find that stupid thing!” John shouted in frustration. Lucky whimpered sympathetically, sensing her new master’s distress. Feeling Lucky’s concern, John began to pet her. “Sorry, Lucky. I’ve had enough. I don’t want to search anymore. Besides, I’m not alone now. I’ve got you. I won’t waste more time on this nonsense. From now on, it’s just you and me.”

John examined Lucky’s injuries, which were nearly healed. “Once you’re fully recovered, I’ll teach you a few tricks. How does that sound?” John asked, to which Lucky responded with enthusiastic barking and a wagging tail.

“I think the better question is, what are you doing in my cabin?”

A week later, Lucky had fully recovered, and John began taking her for walks in the forest near the lake. But Lucky kept trying to run off into the woods.

As the situation worsened, John began to fear that one day she would run off and get hurt or lost. So he decided to cut back on the walks and instead play and train with Lucky at home.

One evening, while lying in bed, John decided to resume his search. He opened his laptop and searched online for clues about the family relic. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lucky dragging the jewelry pouch into the bed John had prepared for her.

“No, Lucky!” John commanded, jumping out of bed. “Bring it here,” he said, trying to take it from Lucky. But she didn’t let go, holding it tightly in her teeth.

Suddenly, Lucky bolted toward the door, pouch in mouth, and whined to be let outside. John thought Lucky just wanted to play, so he opened the door, hoping to retrieve the pouch once they were outside. However, when he opened the door, Lucky dashed into the woods.

“Lucky!” John shouted. He quickly grabbed his flashlight and ran after her.

“Lucky! Stop!” John yelled, chasing her as fast as he could. Lucky slowed down and sped up occasionally, allowing John to keep up as if she was leading him somewhere.

A few minutes later, Lucky suddenly stopped in a remote part of the forest. John caught up, panting and scolding Lucky for running off. But when John caught his breath, he noticed an old cabin in front of them. Lucky entered through the slightly open door.

“No, Lucky! Come back,” John whispered, afraid the cabin’s occupants might think they were trying to steal something. But judging by the cabin’s remote location, John figured it was likely abandoned.

As they got closer, John started recognizing the cabin, leaving him puzzled. He knew the forest like the back of his hand and had passed by this cabin many times without paying it much attention. Why had Lucky led him here?

Overcome by curiosity, John went against his better judgment and followed Lucky inside. Lucky sniffed around the cabin, exploring every corner. She suddenly stopped near the fireplace, dropping the pouch beside her.

“That’s not all. I found your brother, Steven. He’s in my car, and you can meet him right now.”

“Alright, that’s enough, Lucky. Let’s get out of here before we get into trouble,” John said softly, trying to pull Lucky toward the door. But Lucky wouldn’t budge. She was onto something. Lucky began digging in the fireplace. A minute later, she unearthed a shiny object with her teeth and placed it at John’s feet.

It was a gold medallion with an intricate design engraved on the front. John picked it up to examine it more closely. After a moment, he realized it wasn’t just any design, but his family’s coat of arms! This was the heirloom John had been searching for all along. He had almost given up, and now it was right there in his hands.

Suddenly, the cabin door opened, and an elderly man entered.

“Charlie? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” the elderly man said, turning to the dog.

“Charlie? You know her?” John asked.

“Do I know her? I think the better question is, what are you doing in my cabin?” the man asked, grabbing the axe by the door.

“I’m sorry, it’s this dog that led me here. She insisted. I mean no harm,” John said, cautiously raising his hands in the air.

“Yeah, she can be quite insistent,” the man replied.

“I found her in the lake. She almost drowned.”

“Oh… Well, thank you. I took her in as a puppy from a nearby trail,” the man explained, slowly setting down the axe.

“And you named her Charlie? You do know she’s a girl, right?” John said with a little laugh, lowering his hands as well.

“She became my best friend, so I named her after my childhood friend. Someone I haven’t seen in a very long time,” the elderly man said with a sad, nostalgic look in his eyes.

“Where did you find this?” John asked, holding out the medallion. “My family has been searching for this medallion for years,” John added.

The man’s face suddenly grew pale. He looked confused and angry. John feared the worst, but then he saw a tear roll down the man’s cheek as he sat on the floor, defeated.

“My parents left that medallion to my younger brother, Charlie, when they passed away. They left me nothing. I was so furious that I stole it from him. Eventually, I joined the army. When I returned, I had no intention of reconnecting with my brother, so I came to live here in this cabin, hoping to sell the medallion for some money and start over,” the man tearfully explained.

“But I was told it had no value. So this cabin became my new home, and I’ve lived here ever since. I couldn’t bring myself to face my brother and apologize for what I had done. The shame has haunted me ever since,” the man admitted.

“I recently tried to burn it in the fireplace. But it remained intact,” the man concluded.

“Your brother’s name is Charlie?” John asked, surprised.

“Yes,” the man replied.

“That’s my grandfather’s name. He’s been searching for this medallion for years,” John said, stepping closer to the man.

“You’re Charlie’s grandson?” the man said, standing up to get a better look at John. “Yes, I can see it now,” the man said with a comforting smile. “Charlie brought us together,” he added, warmly embracing John as he cried.

“I think it’s time you and your brother reunited,” John said softly.

“Yes… I think it is,” the man agreed, nodding.

John couldn’t believe it. He had found the family heirloom and uncovered a family secret. He had no idea his grandfather had a long-lost brother.

That evening, John went to his grandfather’s house to show him what he had found. The elderly man couldn’t hold back his tears when he saw the medallion. He was amazed at how the dog had found in just a few days what the family had been searching for over decades.

He opened the medallion to reveal its true value. Inside was the only photo of John’s grandfather, his parents, and his older brother.

“Thank you so much, my boy. You have no idea what this means to me,” John’s grandfather said gratefully.

“That’s not all. I found your brother. Your Steven. He’s in my car, and you can meet him right now.” John’s grandfather couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He nodded hesitantly.

John and his grandfather stepped out of their small lakeside home to find Steven, Charlie’s brother, getting out of the car at the same time. Charlie approached, tears in his eyes. John stood back, Lucky by his side, watching as his grandfather and his brother embraced emotionally.

“I’m so sorry, Charlie!” Steven cried.

“I know. It’s all right now. We’re finally together again, brother,” Charlie said, weeping bitterly.

Charlie and Steven spent a long night together. They drank coffee, reminisced about the good old days, and caught up on all the important events they had missed in each other’s lives. John took photos of their time together and was extremely happy for his grandfather.

John’s grandfather and Steven agreed that Steven would leave the cabin and move in with him the next day to make up for the lost time. But in the morning, when John went to pick up Steven’s things to bring him to his grandfather’s, he discovered that the elderly man had passed away in his cabin.

His grandfather was heartbroken, but grateful for the moment he had just shared with his long-lost brother and best friend. John added a photo of the two brothers together in their old age to the medallion, only increasing its value to their family.

What can we learn from this story?

Sometimes our actions lead us to unexpected places, and we never know what we might find or who we might meet. John’s encounter with Lucky led him to his grandfather’s brother and helped heal an old family wound.
Chances for redemption exist. Steven and his brother Charlie found a second chance at redemption in their old age, after all those years.

Share this story with your friends. It might brighten their day and inspire them.

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