Bill Hayes, a pivotal figure of day-time television passed away at the age of 98.
Hayes was probably best known for his portrayal of Doug Williams on Days of Our Lives since 1970, appearing in over 2,100 episodes of the show. The role of the former con artist-turned-lounge singer became one of the longest-running characters in the show’s history.
Hayes was born in Harvey, Illinois, in 1925. Before becoming an actor, he started a career of a musician and a performer, reaching a Billboard chart-topping hit with The Ballad of Davy Crockett in 1955.
In 1953, Hayes had his Broadway debut in Me and Juliet and over the course of a decade he appeared in a number of productions.
By 1970, Hayes, a divorced father of five, was hoping to land a role closer to home when he joined the cast of Days of Our Lives, a decision that would define his career and endear him to millions of viewers.
It was on set that he met the great love of his life, actress Susan Seaforth, who played Julie Williams. Their on-screen chemistry translated into real life and the two tied the knot in 1974. They stayed together until Hayes’ passing.
Speaking of the instant connection they felt when they laid eyes on each other, Seaforth once said, “I’d seen enough to know that he was special.” Others could also see their unexplained connection. “We had a scene together shortly after meeting, and the head writer saw something going on between the two of us, just two people looking at each other, and he threw out the other plot lines he had for our characters,” she added.
Hayes and Seaforth Hayes were both honored with Lifetime Achievement Awards at the 2018 Daytime Emmys for their enduring contributions to television. The couple’s acceptance speech was heartfelt, with Bill expressing gratitude for the fans who considered them part of their own lives.
Honoring Hayes, a representative for the Peacock series told The Times in a statement, “It is with a heavy heart that we share the passing of our beloved Bill Hayes. One of the longest running characters on ‘Days of our Lives,’ Bill originated the role of Doug Williams in 1970 and portrayed him continuously throughout his life. He and his wife, Susan Seaforth Hayes, remained the foundation of the Williams-Horton family spanning more than 50 years.”
“I have known Bill for most of my life and he embodied the heart and soul of ‘Days of Our Lives,’” executive producer Ken Corday said in a statement. “Although we are grieving and will miss him, Bill’s indelible legacy will live on in our hearts and the stories we tell, both on and off the screen.”
In addition to his iconic role on Days of Our Lives, Bill Hayes had other notable television appearances, including roles in Matlock and Frasier. During the 1950s and 60s, he featured in TV adaptations of popular musicals such as Kiss Me, Kate and Once Upon a Mattress. He also portrayed John Brooks in the 1958 TV movie Little Women.
The cause of Hayes’ death hasn’t been disclosed with the public.
Rest in peace, legend.
Compilation of Uplifting Tales Guaranteed to Brighten Your Entire Day
Three individuals find their lives unexpectedly intertwined with hope. From a boy’s simple lemonade stand to a grandmother’s heartfelt gift, discover how moments of kindness and determination can lead to life-changing outcomes.
Life’s most profound changes often begin with the smallest of actions—a gesture of kindness, a long-forgotten memory, or a simple dream pursued with determination. These three stories explore how ordinary moments can ignite extraordinary transformations, leaving us with a renewed sense of hope and a reminder that even in the darkest times, light can be found.
Lost and Found: Max’s Journey Home
Max had been living on the streets for as long as he could remember, which wasn’t very long at all. His past was a blur, a fog he couldn’t see through.
All he had was the present: the cold pavement beneath him, the hum of the city, and the mysterious tattoo on his hand—a small emblem with intricate lines that felt familiar, yet distant. It was the only clue to a life he had lost.
Despite his circumstances, Max never gave up. Every day, he roamed different neighborhoods, asking if anyone had small jobs he could do. He wasn’t looking for charity—he wanted to work. “Anything you need done? A small job, just for a meal,” he’d ask.
Some people ignored him, others turned him away, but a few, seeing the sincerity in his eyes, would offer him tasks like sweeping a storefront or carrying groceries.
With the few dollars he earned, Max bought clean clothes from thrift shops. Every Sunday, he made sure he looked presentable enough to attend church. It wasn’t just about fitting in; it was about his faith. He held onto it like a lifeline, believing that God hadn’t forgotten him.
And then, one Sunday, something remarkable happened.
Max stood near the back of the church, head bowed in reverence. The priest was just beginning the service when a man, tall and dressed in a sharp black suit, walked in.
The man noticed Max almost immediately, his eyes drawn to the tattoo on Max’s hand, which rested lightly on the pew.
The man’s eyes widened in shock. He quickly rolled up his sleeve, revealing an identical tattoo on his own wrist. Without hesitation, he strode toward Max, his steps quickening as realization dawned on him.
“Max? Is that really you?” the man asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Max looked up, confusion crossing his weathered face. “Do I know you?” he replied cautiously.
The man smiled, a tear slipping down his cheek. “Max, it’s me, Patrick! We went to school together—St. Francis Academy. Remember? We got these tattoos as a pact, promising we’d always stay friends.”
Max blinked, the name triggering a distant, flickering light in the fog of his mind. “Patrick…”
Patrick nodded, his smile growing wider. “That’s right! You and I were like brothers back then. What happened to you? We lost touch after graduation, and I never heard from you again.”
Max shook his head slowly. “I don’t remember much. I woke up one day, and everything was gone—my memory, my life. All I had was this tattoo.”
Patrick placed a hand on Max’s shoulder, his voice filled with determination. “Well, that ends today. You’re coming with me. We’re going to get you back on your feet.”
Max hesitated, looking down at his ragged clothes. “I’m not sure, Patrick… I’ve been like this for so long. I wouldn’t know where to start.”
Patrick’s laugh was warm and reassuring. “Start by coming home with me. You’ll stay at my place until we figure this out. And don’t worry about anything else. My company could use someone with your work ethic. We’ll find a role for you.”
For the first time in years, Max felt a spark of hope. “You’d do that for me?”
Patrick nodded firmly. “Of course, Max. You’re not just a friend, you’re family.”
After the service, Max stood up, still a bit shaky, as Patrick guided him out of the church. Back at Patrick’s apartment, Max was overwhelmed by the warmth and comfort, the soft carpet, and the smell of fresh coffee.
Patrick handed him a fresh set of clothes. “Take a shower, get cleaned up,” he urged. “Tomorrow, we’ll get you a doctor’s appointment and figure out what’s going on with your memory.”
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