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
stainedglass 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 frenchlanguoge 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.

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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 minuts ogo, 1he
admits, .. is iull obovl pot for the coune''

lOB

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. Aroundthe.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.

PHOTOGftA.PH'I' BY' OAVIO OiAN