HOMING PIGEON

a highflying bird who migrates regularly between our montreal hlltch and her maryland family

"rr's JUST Ttu: WAY 1 AM," explains Kathy MacDonald-our noncon· formisL l\rfis.s March- when companions point out the contradictions in her quicksilver personality. Her favorite meal matches brook trout with a hearty beaujolais; she's a seashore aficionado who's loved her two years in inland Montreal; and, while most of her sister Montreal Bunnie. jet out for weekends in Bermuda or New York, Kathy prefers to Ry home for a quiet visit with her family in suburban Baltimore. Typically for Kathy, she came by her cottontail on impulse: "After I left the University of Maryland, where I had been studying nursing, I decided to become a, stewardess. But the day before my interview in Baltimore, Mom saw an ad saying the Baltimore Playboy Club needed Bunnies. 'Why don't you go and see what it's like?' she asked me-jokingly, I thought. Of course, I never got to the airline interview at all. The Club personnel liked me­and I loved the Club-right away." Kathy put in a year and a half as a Baltimore Bunny before hopping up to Montreal. "I thought I'd just spend a winter up here, learning how to ski," Miss March says, "but Montreal's charm is magnetic. I found an ancient, tiny apartment with stained·glass windows and huge, real beams in the ceiling." Enthusiastic as she is about her new.found home away from home, Kathy still talks about new horiwns-shc has her eye on Los Angeles and its Bunny butch, in par· ticular- but, then, Kathy wouldn't be Kathy without a fresh place to explore.

Pop posters brighten the Montre<JI apartment of Playmate--Bunny Kathy Mac­Donald. At right, she picb up french·languoge periodicals before bootd­ing the city's new subway system for on offbeat chore at the Montreal Playboy Club-using slides to acclimate o newly recruited cottontail colleague. 107

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Kathy makes o delightful- if sometimes diiOfQonlled-8unny. "losing on eye· lash, and then being told that I was due in the Lr...ing Room len minut•s ogo, •• 1he admits, .. is iull obovl pot for the coune''

On one of her periodic flights down to the MocDonold household in suburban Maryland, Kothy is greeted at the door by her mother and one of the family's three dogs. Around·the.house a ctivities through the rest of the weekend always include helping Mrs. MacDonald with her hobby-carpentry-and in the kitchen, where Miss March and sister Susie ad as chief taster and assistant chef, respectively. Of the three pets, Cinder-the poodle and the only mol~ets most of Kathy's a ttention. "I've always been more comfortable with boys than with girls," Miss March says, with a wink.

With sisters Jane (left) and Susie, Kathy pays a nostalgic visit to her alma mater, the University of Maryland, where initials in on old elm make t,aer giggle. Home movies that night produce laughter at girlhood skirt lengths; and Sun· day evening, a happy Miss March heads back to Montreal.

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