Back in 1979, my Friday nights were spent glued to CBS, eagerly waiting for The Dukes of Hazzard to come on.
As a young boy, I was infatuated with ‘Daisy Duke.’ Honestly, every guy who grew up in the late ’70s probably had a crush on her. The gorgeous brunette was played by the effortlessly stunning Catherine Bach.
Now at 70, Catherine looks quite different, but you can’t help but smile when you see her recent photos…
How many TV characters leave such a lasting fashion legacy? Catherine Bach, forever known as Daisy Duke, cemented her place in pop culture history.
The beautiful actress, who famously had her legs insured, rose to fame in the late ’70s and ’80s. A native of Cleveland, Ohio, she became iconic for her bold wardrobe choices—being one of the first to rock short shorts on TV.
But those who think Catherine was just another pretty face couldn’t be more mistaken.
She had the creativity, confidence, and smarts to shape the character that defined her career.
For instance, the producers of Dukes of Hazzard wanted her to wear a tight white turtleneck, go-go boots, and a poodle skirt for the role. But Catherine took matters into her own hands, designing her own wardrobe. She even handmade many of the outfits, including her signature look.
Today, cut-off denim shorts are still known as “Daisy Dukes,” and it’s amazing that girls continue to wear them, sometimes not even realizing the name’s connection to the show.
A Dolly Parton Look-alike
Catherine Bach was born in Warren, Ohio, in 1954. She had a unique upbringing, splitting her time between her father’s ranch in South Dakota and summers with her mother in California after her parents’ divorce.
While spending time in California, Catherine attended drama school and fell in love with acting. Just two days after finishing high school, she hopped on a plane to Hollywood, determined to make it.
She went through a list of agents in town, visiting every one until she found someone willing to take her on as a client.
The aspiring actress, determined to break into movies, landed a few small roles before learning about an audition for a show called The Dukes of Hazzard. It was her then-husband, David Shaw (Angela Lansbury’s stepson), who brought the opportunity to her attention.
“My husband was a contractor… and he liked to hire struggling actors, writers, and producers. One of them was painting our house while writing a show about an old moonshiner called The Dukes of Hazzard,” Catherine revealed to Beaver County Times in 1981.
Catherine recalled that the producers were originally looking for someone resembling Dolly Parton to play Daisy Duke, envisioning a woman with big blonde hair, a curvy figure, and an hourglass shape. Despite not fitting the description, Catherine auditioned and impressed everyone, landing the role the same night.
The Dukes of Hazzard quickly became a massive success, ranking as one of the top TV shows of the late ’70s. While critics weren’t fans, the general public loved it. The show had everything—car chases, cheesy jokes, and a stunning lead actress.
Catherine Bach’s portrayal of Daisy Duke turned her into a household name. Many fans tuned in just to see her, and her character was adored by viewers.
“Daisy is a mix of many people I’ve known. She’s part of the wildest girl I knew in high school, part of a few close friends I had in Georgia, and there’s a lot of Dolly Parton in her too. She’s also a lot like me when I was a waitress—independent, tough, and able to do anything the guys could do,” Catherine explained in 1979.
In the late ’70s, Catherine represented natural beauty. She had no cosmetic enhancements—no implants, Botox, or veneers.
Within the show, she played the sweet, slightly naive southern belle with strong morals, but it was her good looks and charm that captivated viewers.She wasn’t covered in tattoos, didn’t have unusual piercings or dyed hair—she was simply a down-to-earth, naturally beautiful woman.
Famously, her legs were insured for $1,000,000, adding yet another layer to her star appeal.
Husband’s Tragic Death
After The Dukes of Hazzard ended in 1985, Catherine struggled to maintain the same level of stardom. She appeared in a few low-budget films, and her career slowed down.
However, she later gained recognition for her role as Margo Dutton in the popular Canadian series African Skies. Some fans might also remember her recurring role as Anita Lawson in The Young and the Restless.
Unfortunately, tragedy struck in 2010 when her husband, entertainment lawyer Peter Lopez, passed away. The couple had married in 1990 and remained together until his untimely death.
“He was the love of my life,” Catherine shared with People magazine.
Catherine’s husband tragically took his own life, leaving her with countless questions and few answers. He wasn’t struggling with addiction, rarely drank, and they enjoyed a stable financial life together.
So what led him to this decision?
“There’s a lot of stress in the music industry, but Peter was always composed and collected,” she shared with People.
“The more time that passes, the more I feel he did this to protect us. Something must have happened that he couldn’t move past.”
Confronted with profound loss and overwhelming grief, Catherine dedicated herself to her family. She paused her career to support her daughters, Laura Esmerelda and Sophia Isabella, who were only 11 and 14 at the time.
Catherine couldn’t afford to fall apart; she did everything she could to hold their family together as their home was “swarmed with reporters, the coroner’s office, and various people.”
“I realize these girls are my legacy, and Peter’s legacy. They represent our love and our values about family. I couldn’t allow myself to focus on my own feelings,” she expressed to Huffington Post.
Ultimately, the actress found strength through her faith.
“I prayed a lot. I attended church frequently. I’m Catholic and maintained a close relationship with my priest, whom I deeply trust… That’s what kept me going.”
Catherine Bach Today
In 2024, it will mark 40 years since The Dukes of Hazzard concluded, and Catherine, of course, looks quite different from that young star of years past. Yet one thing remains unchanged: her radiant smile! Catherine has aged beautifully and is still a lovely woman.
During her time as Daisy Duke, she stayed fit by “dancing three hours a day, hiking, and swimming.” Her athleticism not only aided her in the role but also helped her fit into those notoriously tiny shorts.
“The hardest part of wearing the shorts was keeping them zipped,” she once admitted.
However, things have changed a bit over the years. Like many of us, she has experienced fluctuations in weight as she ages.
“I’ve gained a little weight, but who cares?” she told People.
In 2022, the actress was spotted in public for the first time in a while, enjoying some retail therapy in Los Angeles. The stunning star of the 1970s traded her tiny shorts for large sunglasses, black sneakers, and a cross-body phone case.
Many fans noted that the years have changed her and struggled to recognize the former star—but that’s quite normal.
While people age, their character and personality can often shine even brighter. Catherine has always been, and continues to be, a true sweetheart.
I Came Home with My Newborn Twins to Find the Locks Changed, My Stuff Thrown Out, and a Note Waiting for Me
After giving birth to my first children, I thought my husband would start choosing us more over his mother, but that wasn’t the case. This time, he’d chosen her side over me for the last time, so I exposed her for the bully and liar she was.
You’d think bringing home your newborn twins would be one of the happiest moments of your life. For me, it started like that, but it soon turned into an absolute nightmare!
An upset mother with her newborn babies | Source: Midjourney
After three days in the hospital, recovering from a grueling delivery, I was finally discharged and ready to head home with my beautiful twin daughters, Ella and Sophie. I’d imagined this moment for months: Derek, my husband, picking us up at the hospital with flowers, tears of joy in his eyes as he took one of the girls into his arms.
But instead, at the last minute, I got a hurried phone call that changed everything…
An upset woman on a call | Source: Midjourney
“Hey, baby,” my husband said, his voice clipped. “I am so sorry, but I can’t come pick you guys up as planned.”
“What?” I asked, adjusting the swaddle around Sophie. “Derek, I just had twins. What’s so important that you can’t—”
“It’s my mom,” he interrupted. “She’s in bad shape. Hectic chest pains. I need to pick her up and take her to that hospital close to her.”
His words hit me like a bucket of cold water. “What? Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Derek, I need you here.”
“I know,” he said, exasperated. “But this happened suddenly, and it’s serious. I’ll come to you as soon as I can.”
An anxious man on a call | Source: Midjourney
I gritted my teeth, fighting the urge to scream because of how disappointed and frustrated I felt, but I replied, “Fine. I’ll just get a taxi.”
“Thank you,” he mumbled before hanging up.
My husband’s mother lived in a different city, so the chances of him getting back that same day to get me and the babies were unrealistic. Knowing how obsessed Derek was with his mother, he wasn’t going to leave her by herself, hence the taxi.
An upset woman on a call | Source: Midjourney
As the line went dead, my heart sank. I wanted to believe Derek wasn’t being callous, just overwhelmed and a mama’s boy. Still, the disappointment stung. The same mother-in-law (MIL) who insisted we make a separate set of keys to our house so she could help me with the babies was now suddenly unwell.
I tried shaking it off as I bundled the girls into their car seats that their father had dropped off the previous day and got us into a cab.
A woman in a cab with her children | Source: Midjourney
When we pulled into the driveway, I froze. My suitcases, diaper bags, and even the crib mattress were scattered across the front lawn and by the doorstep! A knot formed in my stomach. I paid the driver and stepped out with the twins, glancing around nervously. Something was obviously very wrong…
A messy front yard | Source: Midjourney
I approached the front door, fumbling with my keys while absentmindedly calling out my husband’s name, even though I knew he couldn’t be home yet. The key wouldn’t turn. Confused, I tried again. Nothing. Then I saw it, a folded piece of paper taped to a suitcase.
Get out of here with your little moochers! I know everything. Derek.
My breath caught, and my heart stopped. My hands trembled as I read the note again and again, trying to make sense of it while hoping it was a hallucination. This couldn’t be happening. Not Derek…
A shocked woman reading a note | Source: Midjourney
Not the man who held my hand through every doctor’s appointment, who cried when we heard our daughters’ heartbeats for the first time. Then the worst part of that day began…
Wanting answers, I called him immediately. Straight to voicemail. Again. Voicemail. Panic set in as Sophie’s cries joined Ella’s. I rocked their car seats, forcing myself to think.
A stressed woman holding a phone | Source: Midjourney
“Mom,” I whispered. My hands shook as I dialed her number.
“Jenna?” Mom answered on the first ring. “What’s wrong? Are the twins okay?”
I choked out the words, barely able to hold it together. I hadn’t wanted to involve my mother due to her ailing condition, but I believed this was one of those dire moments.
“Derek… He changed the locks. He threw my stuff outside. Mom, he left this awful note.”
“WHAT?!” Her voice shot up. “Stay there. I’m coming.”
An upset older woman | Source: Midjourney
Minutes felt like hours before she arrived. Mom took one look at the mess and narrowed her eyes, fuming.
“This doesn’t make sense! Derek wouldn’t do this; he loves you and the girls!”
“That’s what I thought,” I said, rocking Ella to calm her cries. “But he’s not answering. And what does ‘I know everything’ even mean?” I asked showing her the offensive note.
“I am so sorry, my darling,” she said while hugging me close. “Let’s go to my place until we can get a hold of your husband, okay?”
An older woman hugging a younger one | Source: Midjourney
She helped me load the bags into her car and whisked us back to her place. After my mother and I dissected what had happened and repeatedly called Derek with no answer, my anxiety spiked. That night, I barely slept.
The next morning, I decided I needed answers. Leaving the twins with Mom, I drove back in her car to the house. The yard was empty, my belongings gone. I knocked on the door. No response. I walked around to the back, peering through the windows, and froze.
A shocked woman peaking through a window | Source: Midjourney
Derek’s mother, Lorraine, sat at the dining table, sipping tea! I banged on the door, and she looked up, startled, almost spilling her tea before she saw me and smirked.
“What are you doing here?” I demanded, banging on the door.
Lorraine rose leisurely and opened it just a crack. “Jenna. You’re not welcome here, didn’t you see the note?”
“Where’s Derek?” I snapped. “Why did he—”
“He’s at the hospital in my city,” she said smoothly. “Taking care of his sick mother.”
A nonchalant older woman standing by a door | Source: Midjourney
I stared at her, disbelief washing over me. “Sick? You’re standing right here!”
She shrugged, her lips curling into a malicious smile. “Maybe I’m feeling better. Miracles happen.”
“You lied to him, didn’t you? You faked being sick!”
Her smile widened. “And?”
My hands balled into fists. “Why? Why would you do this?”
She crossed her arms, her smugness growing.
A smug older woman | Source: Midjourney
“I told Derek from the start that our family needs a boy to carry on the name. But you? You gave us two girls. Useless,” she confessed unapologetically, finally speaking her truth after all these years I’ve been with her son.
Her words knocked the air out of me. I was too stunned to speak, and she took my silence as permission to keep going.
“I knew you’d ruin my son’s life, so I took matters into my own hands. The note was a bit much, but I needed you to believe he wanted you gone. I even ensured he couldn’t call you by taking his phone right out of his pocket when he wasn’t looking. You were supposed to take your things and get out of our lives, but here you are…”
An angry older woman | Source: Midjourney
I couldn’t breathe. This woman had orchestrated everything, lied to her son, and got him to take her to the hospital under false pretenses before sneaking away, locked me out of my home, and stole his phone all because she disapproved of my daughters!
“You threw us out over that?”
“Of course,” she said, unbothered. “I even bribed a nurse at the hospital to keep him there. And it worked, didn’t it?”
I felt sick. “You’re deranged!”
“Call me what you want,” she sneered. “I call it protecting my family. Besides, my Derek always takes my side and will see things my way as usual.”
An arrogant older woman | Source: Midjourney
Her words echoed in my mind as I drove to the hospital where my husband was still waiting. With every mile, my anger grew. How could she justify such cruelty? My hands gripped the wheel tightly, knuckles white with fury.
I knew my MIL was mean, but I didn’t think she was evil! She never approved of my relationship or marriage to her son, always believing Derek deserved someone wealthier and fancier, unlike me.
An upset woman driving | Source: Midjourney
When I reached the hospital, I found my husband pacing in the waiting room, his eyes shadowed with worry.
“Jenna!” he said, rushing toward me. “Where have you been? I don’t have my phone or know your number by heart, so I couldn’t call you!”
“Your mother took your phone,” I cut him off. “She faked her illness and locked me out of the house!”
He froze, confusion and anger flashing across his face. “What? That doesn’t make any sense.”
A man at a hospital | Source: Midjourney
“She set me up, wrote a fake note from you sending me away, and bribed a nurse to lie to you,” I said, my voice trembling. “Lorraine’s at our house, sipping tea like she’s the queen of the world!”
“Wait. What? Why would she…”
“Because our daughters aren’t boys,” I said bitterly.
The shock turned to rage on his face. Without saying a word, he grabbed his keys and stormed out, with me following close behind. When we got home, Lorraine was exactly where I’d left her, looking utterly unbothered.
An older woman having tea | Source: Midjourney
But her smugness vanished when she saw the determined look on Derek’s face.
“Mom,” he said, his voice cold and sharp. “What did you do? I thought you were in the hospital?”
She opened her mouth, likely to lie, but Derek cut her off. “Save it. I know everything.”
“Derek, I was just trying to—”
“You’ve done enough,” he snapped. “You made me abandon my wife and children for a fake emergency! Then you locked my wife, who just gave birth, and our newborn babies out of our home! On top of that, you cut our ability to communicate during such a crucial time by stealing my phone!”
An angry man shouting | Source: Midjourney
“Derek, darling… I just wanted to keep you safe. This isn’t how this was supposed to go,” my MIL replied pleadingly.
“Keep me safe from my wife and children? Who told you I wanted boys? What makes you think my girls aren’t good enough for me just because of their gender? That’s a problem you have, not me, and if you want sons, I suggest you go make them yourself!”
I stood with my mouth agape, having never seen Derek this angry! I won’t lie, a part of me was proud that he was proving himself worthy of me by defending my and the children’s honor. At that moment, I loved him more than ever before!
A happy woman | Source: Midjourney
“Pack your things and leave,” he demanded.
She gaped at him, tears forming. “You can’t mean that. I’m your mother!”
“And Jenna is my WIFE! Those are my daughters! If you can’t respect them, you’re not part of our lives!”
For once, Lorraine was speechless. She stormed upstairs to pack, slamming doors as she went. Derek turned to me, his eyes full of remorse.
“I’m so sorry, my love. I didn’t know.”
I let out a shaky breath, the tension easing just a little. “I just want us to move forward.”
A happy woman with her man | Source: Midjourney
Lorraine left that night. My husband apologized repeatedly, vowing to make things right. And he did. He changed the locks, blocked his mother’s number, and even reported the nurse who had taken the bribe!
It wasn’t easy, but for months we worked on rebuilding our life. One evening, as I rocked Ella and Sophie to sleep, I realized Lorraine had tried to destroy us but only managed to bring us closer together.
A happy couple with their twins | Source: Midjourney
Sadly, Jenna isn’t the only daughter-in-law who has had to face a difficult MIL. In the following story, Michelle’s MIL surprises her and her husband with a DNA test for their son thinking it would finally break them up. But things didn’t play out in her favor, the way she imagined.
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.
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