Cindra Ladd is the wife of Alan Ladd, Jr., respected movie exec and producer, son of the great star who also bore that name. Cindra says in the Huffington Post that Bill Cosby drugged and raped her 45 years ago. She wants nothing– no money, trial, press conference or fame. She says she was 21, and Cosby was 32. She was working for famed producer Ray Stark. It was 1969. This is pretty devastating news. Even with 15 or 20 women, Cosby still could cling to all kinds of defenses– the women were crazy, money motivated, etc. But this is from the Hollywood Establishment itself. Very very bad.
Ladd writes: “One night we were going out to a movie. We agreed to meet at an apartment that he said belonged to a friend of his. I had a terrible headache but didn’t want to cancel the evening. He told me he had a miracle cure his doctor had given him that would get rid of the headache. He went into another room and came back with a capsule. I asked a couple of times what it was. Each time he reassured me, asking, “Don’t you trust me?” Of course I did. This was Bill Cosby.
“For more than 45 years I have tried to recall exactly what happened that night. To this day it remains a blur. I have a vague recollection of feeling like I was floating while walking through Times Square and watching some kind of Japanese samurai movie with him. I don’t remember where the theater was nor very much of the evening.
What I do recall, vividly and clearly, is waking up the next morning nude in the bed of his friend’s apartment and seeing Cosby wearing a white terrycloth bathrobe and acting as if there was nothing unusual. It was obvious to me that he had had sex with me. I was horrified, embarrassed and ashamed. There was a mirror above the bed, which shocked me further.”
Ladd says this is it, the one and only time she will speak on the subject. (No doubt every TV Booker in the world is outside her door right now. Barbara Walters is probably making pancakes in the Ladd kitchen.)
Ladd concludes: “Having come of age in the late 1960s and early 1970s before marrying in the mid 1980s at 37, I certainly have a history. The difference is that any other relationships were consensual … my encounter with Bill Cosby was most certainly not.
In the years since that night I have crossed paths with Cosby only once, when my husband, a highly successful Oscar-winning film executive and producer, introduced me to him. I was shaking, wondering if he would recognize me by my unusual first name. His reaction spoke volumes. To Bill Cosby, I was just another stranger.”
