Joyce DeWitt carries Three’s Company in her heart not as a scandal, but as a sanctuary. She remembers strangers quietly confessing that the show was their only refuge during brutal teenage years, a half hour where chaos turned into laughter and friendship always won. Under the slapstick and innuendo, she insists, lived something gentler: three lost souls choosing each other, again and again.
The rupture with Suzanne Somers, fueled by money, fear, and misunderstanding, nearly rewrote that legacy. Somers fought like a survivor; DeWitt retreated like an artist. For three decades, they let silence speak for them. Their 2012 reunion, two older women finally facing the hurt, restored what fame had shattered. DeWitt’s tribute to Somers and John Ritter today is simple and piercing: they were gifts. The show was lightning. The love, even after everything, is what remains.
