Ron Howard Calls His Wife His ‘Good Luck Charm’ – You Won’t Believe Their 49-Year Marriage Secret!

Ron Howard has been a famous name for almost as long as he has been alive—70 years! He has had a successful career in film and TV that started when he was just a toddler.

Besides his impressive career, Ron Howard has also had a long-lasting marriage. He has been married to his wife Cheryl for nearly 50 years.

Keep reading to learn more about Ron Howard’s amazing career and his long marriage!

Ron Howard was born on March 1, 1954, in Duncan, Oklahoma. From a very young age, it was clear he was destined for Hollywood greatness. At just 18 months old, he appeared in his first film, Frontier Woman. When he was two years old, he made his stage debut in the play The Seven Year Itch.

Soon after, the freckle-faced redhead began his celebrity career with a role on The Andy Griffith Show from 1960 to 1968.

In this show, little Ron Howard played Opie, the son of Andy Griffith’s character. During this time, Ron had the full support of his parents, who both worked in the entertainment industry.

Ron Howard remembers a conversation he had with his parents years ago. They said, “Remember how we always said, ‘You can do it if you want, but you don’t have to?’ Well, if you start this, you can’t quit.” They explained that he didn’t have to take other roles, but if he started this one, he had to keep doing it.

Ron Howard understood what his parents were trying to tell him. He says, “I think it was pretty clear at that point that I was enjoying it, and I was good at it.”

And he really was great at it! He was about to reach an even higher level of fame.

While he was starring in The Andy Griffith Show, Ron also appeared in the 1962 musical film The Music Man, which was a huge hit.

With his natural talent, Ron went on to star in the 1973 film American Graffiti. This movie also featured stars like Harrison Ford, Richard Dreyfuss, and Cindy Williams, who he would work with again in the future.

In 1974, Ron Howard was cast as Richie Cunningham in a new TV series created by Garry Marshall called Happy Days. The show became a big hit and was on TV from 1974 to 1984, reaching homes around the world.

Happy Days also led to some popular spin-offs, including Laverne & Shirley, which starred Cindy Williams and Garry Marshall’s sister Penny Marshall, and Mork & Mindy, featuring Robin Williams as the lovable alien Mork.

Before he won a Golden Globe for his role as Richie Cunningham, Ron Howard met his high school sweetheart, Cheryl Alley, in 1970. They got married in 1975.

“I met her, and there was never anybody else,” Speaking with People, the director of the Da Vinci Code continued, “She’s unbelievably supportive and always has been. Our compatibility has endured through all kinds of experiences.”

After 50 years of shared experiences, Howard, who earned an Oscar for directing A Beautiful Mind, commemorated the 50th anniversary of his first date with Cheryl on Instagram.

“Nov 1 1970 Cheryl & I went on our 1st date,” he wrote alongside a photo of himself wearing socks with images of Cheryl’s face. “We went to see a re-release of Stanley Kramer’s It’s a Mad Mad Mad World and then got some pizza at now defunct Barnone’s in Toluca Lake. Quite a start, right?”

He also shared their plans that day, “We’ll be driving in the same ‘70 VW Bug I picked Cheryl up in 5 decades ago. It runs great. So do we.”

Cheryl made several cameos in Howard’s projects and even played herself on the TV comedy series Arrested Development, produced and narrated by Howard.

Speaking with the Television Academy, Ron called Cheryl his “good luck charm,” and explained that is why she appears in every film he makes.

“At a certain point, I became very superstitious about making sure that she appears, that she’s at least identifiable in one frame,” he said. “They don’t have to be big cameos, but she’s gotta be in there.”

In addition to bringing her husband some luck, Cheryl is also a published author who holds a bachelor’s degree in psychology and a master’s degree in screenwriting.

The power couple are grandparents to six children and the parents of four, daughter Bryce, twins Paige and Jocelyn and son Reed.

Bryce – a recognizable actor – is known for roles in movies like Jurassic World and The Help, while Paige made her feature film debut in the 2009 movie Adventureland. Since she’s appeared in films The Employer and Collection.

Reed is a professional golfer and Paige’s twin sister Jocelyn is very private.

Nearing their 49th anniversary on June 7, the Emmy Award-winning producer shares that “communication” is the secret to their enduring love.

People say, ‘How’d you do it?’ There’s no technique,” Howard tells People. “There’s no tactic, other than communication is really important. You have to learn to communicate and have difficult conversations in constructive ways. Beyond that, there’s an element of luck because people either grow together or they don’t and I don’t think you can force that.”

My Neighbors Had a House Fire, So We Took Them in — What They Discovered in Our Home Shocked Me

When a fire forced their neighbors to seek refuge in their home, Violet stumbled upon a shocking secret hidden in the basement. The unexpected discovery not only tested her trust in her husband Jim but also challenged the very fabric of their seemingly perfect life.

Life with Jim was usually peaceful. We had settled into a comforting routine over the years, a rhythm that was uniquely ours. Our little house on Maple Street had always been a haven for us.

A couple sitting on a couch | Source: Pexels

A couple sitting on a couch | Source: Pexels

Jim, with his gentle nature and constant optimism, balanced out my more cautious and pragmatic tendencies. We shared everything, from morning coffee rituals to late-night conversations about our dreams and fears. It wasn’t perfect, but it was ours.

One late night, an acrid smell woke us both. “Do you smell that?” I asked, sitting up in bed.

Jim sniffed the air and frowned. “Yeah, something’s burning.”

We rushed to the window and saw flames licking the night sky from James and Eloise’s house next door. My heart raced. “Oh my God, Jim! It’s their house!”

A couple on their balcony watching a house on fire in their neighborhood | Source: Midjourney

A couple on their balcony watching a house on fire in their neighborhood | Source: Midjourney

We bolted outside and saw James and Eloise standing on the lawn in their pajamas, looking dazed and helpless. I grabbed a blanket from our porch and wrapped it around Eloise, who was sobbing uncontrollably.

“They said it was faulty wiring. There’s nothing left,” she managed to choke out between sobs.

I hugged her tightly. “But you’re alive. That’s the most important thing. Come on, you can stay with us for a while.”

A very shaken and teary-eyed woman | Source: Midjourney

A very shaken and teary-eyed woman | Source: Midjourney

Jim and I led them to our basement, which we had recently converted into a cozy guest area, complete with a comfortable sofa and a TV. It wasn’t much, but it was a safe place to land after such a traumatic event.

For the first few days, everything was calm. James and Eloise seemed to be adjusting, grateful for the temporary refuge. But then, one morning, James approached me in the kitchen, his voice barely above a whisper.

A man talking to a woman in the kitchen | Source: Pexels

A man talking to a woman in the kitchen | Source: Pexels

“Violet, don’t say anything to Jim. But listen carefully,” he said, glancing around nervously. “He asked us not to open the door under the stairs because there was a huge mess. But we heard some sounds from there. Could you open it, please?”

My heart sank. What could be behind that door? I rushed downstairs, fumbling with the keys, my mind racing with possibilities. When I finally opened the door, the strong odor hit me like a punch. Inside, to my absolute horror, were five rabbits.

A couple of rabbits sitting together | Source: Unsplash

A couple of rabbits sitting together | Source: Unsplash

I felt a wave of dizziness and had to steady myself against the doorframe. “Jim!!!” I screamed, my voice tinged with panic.

Jim was at my side in an instant. “What’s wrong, Violet?”

I pointed to the rabbits, my breath coming in shallow gasps. “What is this? We agreed you wouldn’t keep rabbits in the house!”

Jim looked sheepish as he descended the stairs. “Violet, I… I can explain.”

“Explain?” I could feel my temper rising. “Two months ago, you promised to give them away because of my allergies and fear. Why are there five rabbits now?”

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An angry woman | Source: Midjourney

Jim sighed, his shoulders slumping. “I couldn’t give them away. I found a place for them in the basement. I’ve been coming down here every day to feed them, clean up, and play with them. I didn’t think it would be a problem.”

“A problem? I’m allergic, Jim! What if I had a reaction?” I was struggling to keep my voice steady, the betrayal stinging more than the potential health risk.

“I know, I know. I thought I had it under control. I’m sorry, Violet. I just didn’t want to give them up.”

A remorseful man | Source: Midjourney

A remorseful man | Source: Midjourney

James and Eloise stood at the top of the stairs, looking awkward and concerned. “We had no idea. We only heard noises and got worried,” James said apologetically.

Eloise stepped forward, trying to diffuse the tension. “Maybe we can help find a solution.”

I looked at Jim, feeling a wave of anger and sorrow. How had we gotten to this point? The rabbits were a symptom of a bigger issue, one that I wasn’t sure how to fix. But at that moment, all I could do was focus on the immediate problem.

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A woman looking at her husband | Source: Midjourney

The tension in the air was thick as we stood there in the basement, surrounded by those unexpected, unwanted rabbits. I was still catching my breath when I heard a knock at the door. It was Jules, our neighbor who had recently moved into the temporary house down the street. She must have heard the commotion.

“Hey, is everything alright here?” Jules asked, stepping inside cautiously. Behind her was her husband, Ethan, who looked equally concerned.

“We’ve got a bit of a situation,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Jim, do you want to explain?”

A woman talking to another woman | Source: Midjourney

A woman talking to another woman | Source: Midjourney

Jim sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve been keeping these rabbits down here. Violet has severe allergies and a phobia of rabbits, so it’s been a secret. But now…”

Jules’ eyes lit up with understanding. “Rabbits, huh? I love rabbits! We have a big yard and plenty of space. Why don’t we take them off your hands? Jim, you can come over anytime to visit and play with them.”

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A smiling woman holding rabbits | Source: Pexels

My heart lifted a little at Jules’ offer. Jim looked relieved, his shoulders dropping as if a weight had been lifted. “Really? That would be amazing! Thank you so much, Jules. Ethan, you both are lifesavers!”

“No problem at all,” Ethan replied with a smile. “We’ll come back later today to pick them up.”

After Jules and Ethan left, I turned to Jim. “I appreciate their offer, but Jim, we need to talk about this.”

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A woman looking at her husband’s reflection in the bathroom mirror | Source: Pexels

Jim nodded, his face serious. “I know, Violet. I should have told you. I just couldn’t bear to part with them. They mean a lot to me.”

“I get that,” I said softly. “But you have to understand how scared I was when I found them. I thought we agreed on this for my health.”

Jim reached out and took my hand. “I’m sorry, Violet. I really am. I promise I’ll do better.”

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A close-up shot of a couple holding hands | Source: Pexels

That afternoon, Jules and Ethan returned with a large pet carrier. They gently gathered the rabbits, speaking softly to calm them down. I watched from a distance, my anxiety easing as the rabbits were carefully placed in the carrier.

“We’ll take good care of them,” Jules assured me with a smile. “And Jim, you’re welcome anytime.”

“Thanks again, Jules,” Jim said, giving them a grateful nod.

With the rabbits gone, the house felt lighter. That evening, as we settled on the couch, I looked at Jim and felt a surge of relief and lingering hurt.

A woman talking to her husband | Source: Midjourney

A woman talking to her husband | Source: Midjourney

“Jim, this can’t happen again. We have to be honest with each other.”

He squeezed my hand. “I know. And I’m sorry, Violet. I never wanted to upset you.”

“I know,” I replied. “Let’s just make sure we talk about things from now on.”

A week later, Eloise and James received good news. Their insurance company had expedited their claim, and the reconstruction of their house was set to begin soon. They were relieved, and so were we.

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A woman sitting near a box of clothes laughing while looking at her husband | Source: Pexels

“You guys have been incredible,” James said one morning as he and Eloise were packing up their things in the basement. “We can’t thank you enough for everything.”

Eloise nodded, her eyes misty. “We’ll never forget your kindness. And we’re just down the street if you ever need anything.”

“You’ve been great guests,” I said, hugging her. “We’re glad we could help. And please, stay in touch.”

Two women sharing a hug | Source: Midjourney

Two women sharing a hug | Source: Midjourney

Once Eloise and James moved out, the house felt a bit emptier but also calmer. The whole rabbit situation had been a wake-up call for both Jim and me. We needed to prioritize communication and transparency in our relationship.

Days passed, and true to his word, Jim visited Jules and Ethan’s house regularly to see the rabbits. He’d come back with stories about their antics, his eyes shining with happiness. I was glad he still had that connection, and I felt more at ease knowing the rabbits were well cared for without putting my health at risk.

A man playing with rabbits | Source: Midjourney

A man playing with rabbits | Source: Midjourney

One evening, Jim returned from Jules and Ethan’s with a thoughtful expression. “You know,” he said, sitting next to me, “they suggested we could get a different pet. One that wouldn’t trigger your allergies.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What did they have in mind?”

“Maybe a fish tank? Or a bird? Something we can both enjoy.”

I smiled at the idea. “I think that sounds lovely.”

A loving couple talking and enjoying their drinks at home | Source: Freepik

A loving couple talking and enjoying their drinks at home | Source: Freepik

A few days later, we visited a pet store together. Jim’s excitement was infectious as we picked out a beautiful fish tank and a few colorful fish. Setting it up in our living room became a fun project for us, and I found myself enjoying the peaceful sight of the fish swimming gracefully.

“See, this is nice,” Jim said, wrapping an arm around me as we watched the fish. “Something we can both appreciate.”

“It really is,” I agreed, leaning into him. “I’m glad we found a solution.”

A fish tank in a house | Source: Midjourney

A fish tank in a house | Source: Midjourney

In the end, this whole experience taught us a lot about each other. Jim’s love for the rabbits was understandable, but keeping secrets wasn’t the way to handle it. And for me, learning to compromise and find solutions that worked for both of us was key.

Looking back, I realized how important it was to communicate and respect each other’s needs. Our home felt more harmonious now, with a new understanding between us. And while I was relieved to have my home back without the fear of an allergic reaction, I was even more grateful for the lesson we learned together.

A happy woman with her husband | Source: Midjourney

A happy woman with her husband | Source: Midjourney

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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