Anson Williams, known as Warren “Potsie” Weber from “Happy Days,” revealed he just got married at 73.
His friend he often calls “brother,” who was also his series co-star, served as his best man during the ceremony.
After beating cancer, he devoted his life to his family and lives in a small farm town.
Anson Williams is most popularly known for starring as Warren “Potsie” Weber in the American sitcom, “Happy Days”—a somewhat gullible yet good-hearted singer who entertained the audience throughout the show’s 11 seasons.
The iconic role became integral to Williams’ career and earned him three Golden Globe Award nominations for Best Series, Miniseries, or TV Film, and Best Supporting Actor. But recently, the actor has been in the news for a completely different reason.
Williams, 73, is a happily married man after tying the knot with Sharon MaHarry on Saturday, May 6, 2023. The lovely and dreamy wedding ceremony occurred in his own yard, marking an important milestone in the actor’s life.
In addition to a rocky love life, Williams endured a harrowing health battle.
The TV icon looked dapper in a black suit, which he paired with a light blue dress shirt and a gray patterned tie. He also wore a boutonniere on the jacket’s lapel and finished his look with black spectacles.
On the other hand, Williams’ bride looked stunning in a full-sleeve floor-length lace gown comprising a boat neck and full skirt. She let her short blonde tresses down, with some of her hair pinned away from her face, and held a lovely flower bouquet.
The newlyweds beamed joyfully as they eternalized their love surrounded by their loved ones. Williams, who once ran for mayor of Ojai but was unsuccessful, wed MaHarry at a private residence in the seaside town of Los Angeles.
The couple’s wedding ceremony took place in the groom’s lush green and spacious yard, adorned with colossal flower and plant pots. Bright lights were hung from trees to create a mesmerizing effect and make the occasion even more special.
Friends and family watched in awe as MaHarry’s daughter walked her down the aisle to marry the love of her life. A romantic tune played in the background as the bride and groom vowed to stay together for the rest of their lives.
According to his Facebook profile, Williams got engaged to MaHarry on April 3. Throughout the ceremony, he wore a bright, warm smile that perfectly encapsulated his happiness. Williams’ best man was none other than his series co-star, Don Most, who played Ralph Malph on “Happy Days.”
The two men share a phenomenal bond that dates back to their time on the show. Williams considers Most a great friend and refers to him as his “brother.” The duo’s heartwarming connection has stayed strong over the years.
When Williams shared photos from his big day on social media, many fans noticed Most’s presence and left messages of appreciation and support for him and the newlyweds.
“Congratulations!!! What a beautiful bride and I love your best man! He’s still got it!” wrote one user. “Anson you both look amazing. I haven’t [seen] you smile like that in a long while. God Bless you both,” commented another netizen.
Meanwhile, the happy groom, who couldn’t contain his excitement while looking at his gorgeous bride, captioned his Facebook post, “A magical moment in time.”
Williams was said to have met his better half in the winter of his life and knew she was the one meant for him. After surviving a terrifying health ordeal and seeing his marriage of 30 years come to an end, he still believes, “It’s never too late to get it right!”
MaHarry has been running a successful career as a seasoned real estate agent and has also dabbled in advertising and writing. She holds a degree in English from Roanoke College in Salem, Virginia.
Earlier, she served as the senior vice president and creative director at Young and Rubicam Advertising Agency in New York. She has also written the book, “Crazy Mama: A Memoir of Love and Madness.” She has one daughter, Lindsay, who works as a journalist in Los Angeles.
Williams married MaHarry in Ojai, California, a small town where he moved in 2011 to enjoy a quiet, peaceful life. Talking about his decision to leave Los Angeles at the time, the “Melrose Place” alum expressed how he wanted his kids to live in a fail-safe community.
Back then, he only went to Ojai occasionally or on weekends but fell in love with its people and ambiance. Gradually, Williams started visiting the place more often with his family and moved there permanently.
In addition to falling in love with Ojai’s loving community and safe environment, the place reportedly offered Williams a tranquil respite from his personal woes. He further mentioned:
“I owe a lot to Ojai for that, for my health, my sanity, and the ability to move forward.”
Williams has been married twice before—he tied the knot with Lorrie Mahaffey in 1978 and called it quits in 1986. His second marriage was to Jackie Gerkens, and after staying together for over three decades and sharing five kids, there was trouble in paradise for the duo. Initially, they broke up but changed their minds soon after and decided to give their relationship another chance.
The duo first ventured on the divorce road in September 2019; however, a month later, Williams was reportedly in court to file for a dismissal. However, nine months later, things turned odd, and the couple finally divorced in 2020.
In addition to a rocky love life, Williams endured a harrowing health battle. A little before Christmas 2016, he received his Stage 2 colon cancer diagnosis.
Soon afterward, he had two surgeries and stayed in the hospital for three weeks. Not only did he emerge victorious in his battle against the life-threatening condition, but he also gained a new perspective on life.
After understanding his purpose for living, Williams said he developed a newfound love and appreciation for his family, including his children and grandchildren. He expressed:
“I always knew I loved them, and they were important, but now it’s at a whole new level.”
Today, Williams is a doting grandfather to four grandkids and a married man, and we hope he continues to celebrate life and create precious memories!
My Father Asked Me to Dance with Him at My Wedding but Didn’t Show Up
My Father Asked Me to Dance with Him at My Wedding but Didn’t Show Up
Heartbreak from my father’s broken promises loomed over my wedding day. Just as despair set in, an unexpected hero stepped forward, turning a moment of disappointment into one of profound love and revelation. This is how I discovered the true meaning of family.
So, my parents split when I was just a little sprout (seven years old, to be exact). From then on, my dad was basically a ghost. He’d promise stuff like park trips, but then bail last minute.
A sad little girl sitting alone in her room | Source: Midjourney
Birthdays? Nope. Most nights were spent wondering if he’d even bother showing up. My mom did her best, but my dad’s absence left a hole that seemed impossible to fill.
Fast forward to when I was older, and Dad’s appearances became even more random. He’d pop up out of nowhere, full of apologies and promises to be a “better dad.” But then, poof! Gone again faster than you can say “empty promises.”
Important events? Missed, obviously. But hey, at least he tried to “buy” my forgiveness with random gifts: dolls, toys, anything shiny to distract me from, you know, his actual absence.
A teenage girl feeling sad while holding a gift box | Source: Midjourney
Like, seriously, a toy car can’t fix the fact you missed my graduation! So yeah, despite the whole “disappearing dad” thing, I still held onto hope. Then, BAM! Enter Dylan.
When I met Dylan at a mutual friend’s party, everything felt different. He had this warmth about him that drew me in. One evening, sitting on his couch, I asked him, “Dylan, do you think people can really change?”
He looked at me, his blue eyes full of thought. “I believe people can change if they truly want to, Val. But it has to come from within.”
A couple hugging on a lakeside | Source: Midjourney
Dylan and I quickly became close. We shared endless late-night talks, laughter, and a connection that felt like home.
One night, at our favorite spot by the lake, he got down on one knee, his voice shaking. “Valeria, will you marry me?”
Tears of joy filled my eyes. “Yes, Dylan, yes!”
As I started planning the wedding, my father suddenly reappeared, more consistently than ever before. He began calling regularly and showing up more often. He even insisted on paying for part of the ceremony.
One day, while we were discussing wedding plans, he asked, “Val, can I have the father-daughter dance at your wedding?”
A woman talking to her father in their living room | Source: Midjourney
I hesitated. “Dad, I don’t know…”
“Please, Val,” he said, his voice breaking. “I know I’ve let you down before, but I want to make it right. Just one dance. Please.”
I wanted to say no, remembering all the broken promises, but he was persistent. With a heavy heart and against my better judgment, I agreed.
On the day of the wedding, I was a bundle of nerves. Despite my doubts, a part of me hoped he would keep his promise. Throughout the ceremony and reception, he kept assuring me he’d be there for the dance. Each time, I wanted to believe him, hoping he had really changed.
A woman in a bridal dress on her wedding day | Source: Midjourney
“Val, you look beautiful,” Dylan whispered as we stood at the altar. His smile eased my nerves a bit.
“Thank you, Dylan,” I whispered back, my heart racing. “I just hope my dad shows up for the dance.”
“He will,” Dylan said confidently. “He promised, right?”
As the time for the father-daughter dance approached, my anxiety grew. Guests gathered around the dance floor and the music started, but my father was nowhere in sight.
A bride and groom hugging | Source: Midjourney
I tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail. My heart sank as I realized he had let me down again. He sent a message with another one of his flimsy excuses but I knew better.
The text read: “Sorry, Val, stuck in traffic. Will be there soon. Promise.” But deep down, I knew it was just another excuse.
“Val, I’m so sorry,” my mom said, hugging me tightly.
“It’s okay, Mom,” I replied, trying to hold back tears. “I’m used to it.”
A while later, one of the wedding staff handed me a small, neatly wrapped gift: expensive earrings.
A bride feeling angry and displeased while holding a gift box | Source: Midjourney
It was yet another attempt by my father to buy my forgiveness. The disappointment was overwhelming, and I stood alone on the dance floor, tears streaming down my face.
Dylan rushed over, concern etched on his face. “Val, I’m here,” he said softly. “You’re not alone.”
I looked up at him, my vision blurred by tears. “He did it again, Dylan. He promised, and he broke it.”
Dylan wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. “I’m so sorry, Val. You don’t deserve this.”
A bride crying | Source: Midjourney
Just then, the rescue came in the most unexpected way. My stepfather, Richard, who had quietly supported me throughout my life without ever asking for anything in return, stepped forward.
Richard had always been there, a steady and reliable presence, even when I had pushed him away, insisting he was “just a stepfather.” I had never truly given him the credit he deserved.
“May I have this dance?” he asked gently, holding out his hand.
Surprised, I looked at him, my emotions a whirlwind. I hesitated for a moment but then took his hand.
A bride dancing with her stepdad on her wedding day | Source: Midjourney
As we began to dance, the room seemed to fade away. Richard held me close, his embrace warm and comforting. It was a moment of unexpected solace.
“Richard, I… I don’t know what to say,” I whispered as we swayed to the music.
“Val, you don’t have to say anything,” he replied softly. “I’m just happy to be here for you.”
His words, so simple yet so full of meaning, brought tears to my eyes. The music, a soft melody that seemed to cradle us, made the moment even more surreal.
A bride talking to her stepdad on her wedding day | Source: Midjourney
I had spent so much of my life longing for my father’s presence that I had overlooked the man who had been there all along. When the dance ended, Richard took the microphone for the father-daughter speech. He looked around the room, then at me, his eyes filled with a mix of pride and emotion.
“I never thought I’d be standing here,” he began, his voice steady but full of feeling.
A man giving a speech at his stepdaughter’s wedding | Source: Midjourney
“I know I’m not your biological father, but from the moment I met you and your mother, I felt a love and a bond that goes beyond blood. Being here today, sharing this dance with you is the greatest honor of my life. I am the happiest man in the world because I get to share this moment with you. You may have called me ‘just a stepfather,’ but to me, you have always been a daughter.”
His words broke through the last barriers I had built around my heart. The room erupted in applause, but all I could see was Richard.
A bride hugging her stepfather on her wedding day | Source: Midjourney
In that moment, I realized that family isn’t defined by blood alone, but by the love and commitment someone shows through their actions.
As we embraced, I whispered, “Thank you, Dad.”
And for the first time, I truly meant it.
The rest of the evening was a blur of joy and celebration. Dylan and I danced, laughed, and soaked in every precious moment. At one point, my mom came up to me, her eyes glistening with tears.
A bride with her mother on her wedding day | Source: Midjourney
“Val, I am so proud of you,” she said, pulling me into a hug. “And Richard… he loves you so much. I’m glad you finally see that.”
“I do, Mom,” I replied, hugging her back tightly. “I really do.”
Later that night, as Dylan and I finally had a moment to ourselves, he took my hands and looked at me with those caring eyes.
“How are you feeling?” he asked gently.
“Overwhelmed, but in a good way,” I said with a small laugh. “I never expected Richard to step up like that.”
A bride and groom laughing | Source: Midjourney
“He’s a good man,” Dylan said. “And he loves you. I’m glad he was here for you today.”
“Me too,” I said, my heart full of gratitude. “I spent so long waiting for my dad to be there for me, and I didn’t see what was right in front of me.”
Dylan smiled and kissed my forehead. “Sometimes, it takes moments like these to realize what’s truly important.”
As the night came to an end, I found myself reflecting on everything that had happened. My father’s absence had been a painful reminder of broken promises, but Richard’s presence had shown me the true meaning of love and family.
A woman is sitting on a porch and reading a letter | Source: Midjourney
It wasn’t about grand gestures or blood relations; it was about being there, day in and day out, without expecting anything in return. A few days after the wedding, I received a letter from my father. It read:
Dear Valeria, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to your wedding and share our father-daughter dance with you. Believe me, I really was caught up in a bad traffic jam. And by the time I got out, it was too late. I hope you will forgive me.
– Your Dad.
But I knew better. I didn’t need his words anymore. I had found the love and support I needed in Richard, Dylan, and my mom.
A middle-aged man lost in his thoughts | Source: Midjourney
As I sat on the porch, reading the letter, Richard came out and sat beside me. He didn’t say anything, just offered his silent support. I turned to him, my eyes filled with gratitude.
“Thank you for everything, Richard,” I said, my voice trembling with emotion. “You have no idea how much you mean to me.”
He smiled, his eyes gentle and warm. “Val, being a part of your life has been the greatest gift. I love you, and I’ll always be here for you.”
We sat there in comfortable silence, the weight of the past slowly lifting from my shoulders. I had finally found peace, not in the father I had always longed for, but in the family I had right beside me all along. For the first time in a long time, I felt whole.
A woman sitting with her stepdad on the porch | Source: Midjourney
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