Ali MacGraw, born Elizabeth Alice MacGraw on April 1, 1939, in Pound Ridge, New York, is a celebrated American actress, model, author, and animal rights activist. Best known for her roles in “Love Story” and “The Getaway,” MacGraw’s life and career have been marked by dramatic highs and personal challenges.
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