Lorenzo Lamas from ‘Falcon Crest’: Age, height, family, children, net worth

You could say Lorenzo Lamas was always destined to become an actor. His parents worked in the industry, and it didn’t take long before he entered it himself.

Lamas has starred in classics such as the television series Falcon Crest and the legendary film Grease. Still to this day, the California native is working as an actor – and at 65, he looks terrific!

However, Lamas’s life has had its ups and downs, and he’s gone through some rather tough times. Here’s all you need to know about Lorenzo and the many struggles he’s overcome. 

One was getting over the fact that his son had an affair with his ex-wife.

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Even as a young kid, Lorenzo Lamas’s stars had aligned where acting was concerned.

Born Lorenzo Fernando Lamas on January 20, 1958, in Santa Monica, California, he was raised by his mother Arlene Dahl, an American actress of Norwegian descent, and his father Fernando Lamas, an Argentinian who worked as an actor and director.

Lorenzo Lamas – early life

Lorenzo grew up in the fashionable area of Pacific Palisades, California. At age two, his parents divorced, and eight years later, he moved to New York with his father.

Lorenzo has often drawn upon the fact that his family comes from different parts of the world. He once starred as Dracula in a Halloween production of the famous Bram Stoker novel and had no problem at all adopting a different accent.

“I grew up with a man who had a voice like Dracula and every other bigger-than-life character you could ever think of in my father,” he told the New York Times in 2007. “I take a little bit from him to do the accent. I’ve also done four movies in Bulgaria.”

While Lorenzo was transitioning from a kid into a young man, his father had a pretty wild lifestyle. According to Lorenzo, his father had “been with every woman.” Yet as a child, he adored him.

“I idolized my father, especially as a young boy. He was bigger than life. He commanded the room. He’d done everything, seen everything,” he told Fox. “It’s pretty heady stuff to grow up with.”

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“He was Latin, he was very judgmental, he thought a woman’s place was in the kitchen. He just happened to marry a woman who was a top ten box office star of the ’50s, and she retired to serve him!”

First work in acting

Lorenzo’s father married actress Esther Williams in 1969, a year after their move to “The Big Apple,” and life for Lorenzo got tough at times. For example, when Esther’s children visited, Lorenzo wasn’t even allowed to sleep in the house!

“He was many things, but he was also fair, so if he wasn’t going to allow another man’s children in his house, then he couldn’t allow me in the house,” he recalled.

“So my roommate was a Rolls Royce. I had a key that let me in the backdoor where there was a guest bathroom. But I came from military school, so living in a garage in Beverly Hills was plush to me. I had shared a urinal with 30 guys for the last four years. Looking back, I know that’s not normal. I know that I would never do that to my kids. I run my three teenage daughters around like a chauffeur.”

Lorenzo Lamas attended private school and graduated from the Admiral Farragut Academy in 1975. Instead of staying on the East Coast, he decided to leave for his home state of California.

Though his father could be a strict man, he always encouraged his son to follow his dreams and backed him wholeheartedly in pursuing his dreams of becoming an actor. Lorenzo enrolled at Tony Barr’s Film Actors Workshop. In 1977, he got his first minor role in television, starring in two episodes of the show Switch.

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While cultivating his acting talent, Lorenzo also found that he had a tremendous interest in martial arts. He got in shape – and later on, earned black belts in both taekwondo and karate.

Lorenzo Lamas in ‘Grease’

Now, getting roles in bigger productions often takes time for most actors. Some have to try out at hundreds of auditions to get one part; others have to wait years, maybe even decades, to land their first role in a more significant Hollywood production.

For Lorenzo Lamas, however, this wasn’t the case. In 1978, he was cast as the good-looking stud “Tom Chisum” in the legendary film Grease, featuring John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John. He played the boyfriend of Olivia Newton-John’s character, “Sandy”. That said, he initially wasn’t chosen for the part.

Steven Ford – son of former President Gerald Ford – was considered for the role, but was reportedly too nervous to play “Tom”. The part had no dialogue, but that didn’t bother Lorenzo when he got the gig.

People probably knew that the film had potential at the time, but even so, it’s safe to say that Lamas secured himself an extraordinary place in film history with his relatively small credit in Grease.

“I’m amazed by the longevity. It keeps finding new generations of people,” he told Studio 10.

Lorenzo had dark hair at the time, but the producers thought he looked too much like a “T-Bird” to star as Sandy’s boyfriend. As a result, they dyed his hair lighter – something that he didn’t mind at all.

“I would have dyed it green, fuchsia, anything,” he told People.

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At the time, John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John were already stars. For Lorenzo Lamas, it was a dream come true just to meet them. What made the whole thing even better, was that Olivia Newton-Jon had been Lorenzo’s childhood crush.

Became a star on ‘Falcon Crest’

“I was 19. It was only the third thing I’ve ever done. And I was at the Paramount lot, meeting my childhood crush, Olivia Newton-John, and Mr. Saturday Night Fever, John Travolta. So I was kind of in a complete zombie state, to begin with,” Lorenzo recalled.

He explained that he had all her albums, and in high school, he and his friends even had routines dancing to her albums. When they finally met, Lorenzo was almost knocked off his heels.

“I couldn’t take my eyes off her,” he told Studio 10.

Grease was, of course, a big deal for Lorenzo and a fantastic opportunity when looking back. Naturally, though, it wasn’t quite a breakthrough since he only appeared in a few scenes.

In 1981, he got the role of Lance Cumson on Falcon Crest. The nighttime soap became a huge success, with Lamas starring alongside Oscar-winning actress Jane Wyman for 228 episodes.

Wyman portrayed Lamas’ grandmother on the show – at that time, she was a massive Hollywood star. Lamas had problems with illegal substances at this point in his career, until one day on set, Wyman had enough of his behavior

Became a star on ‘Falcon Crest’

“I was 19. It was only the third thing I’ve ever done. And I was at the Paramount lot, meeting my childhood crush, Olivia Newton-John, and Mr. Saturday Night Fever, John Travolta. So I was kind of in a complete zombie state, to begin with,” Lorenzo recalled.

He explained that he had all her albums, and in high school, he and his friends even had routines dancing to her albums. When they finally met, Lorenzo was almost knocked off his heels.

“I couldn’t take my eyes off her,” he told Studio 10.

Grease was, of course, a big deal for Lorenzo and a fantastic opportunity when looking back. Naturally, though, it wasn’t quite a breakthrough since he only appeared in a few scenes.

In 1981, he got the role of Lance Cumson on Falcon Crest. The nighttime soap became a huge success, with Lamas starring alongside Oscar-winning actress Jane Wyman for 228 episodes.

Wyman portrayed Lamas’ grandmother on the show – at that time, she was a massive Hollywood star. Lamas had problems with illegal substances at this point in his career, until one day on set, Wyman had enough of his behavior

I Saw a Little Girl Crying Alone in the Park and Decided to Help Her, Unaware That Our Meeting Would Change My Life — Story of the Day

I saw a little girl crying alone in the park and couldn’t walk away. She was lost, scared, and needed help. I had no idea that one small act of kindness would lead me into a world of wealth, suspicion, and unexpected bonds. What started as a simple rescue soon changed my life forever.

I trudged along the park path, my feet dragging against the gravel. The rejection still rang in my ears, the interviewer’s forced smile, the polite but final “We’ll be in touch.”

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I knew what that meant. I had no savings left, no backup plan. Rent was due in three days, and I had nothing. A lump formed in my throat.

Breathe, Claire, just breathe.

Then, through the quiet rustling of leaves, I heard it—a soft, hiccuping sob. I stopped, scanning the area.

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My eyes landed on a small figure perched on a thick tree branch, her legs dangling.

A little girl, no older than six, clung to the trunk, her cheeks streaked with tears.

I stepped closer, keeping my voice soft. “Hey there, are you okay?”

The little girl sniffled and shook her head. “No. I’m stuck. I can’t get down.”

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She clung to the rough bark, her small hands gripping the tree. I glanced around. No one else was nearby.

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you,” I said.

I reached for the lowest branch, hoisting myself up. The bark scratched my palms, but I climbed higher. The girl watched me, her eyes wide.

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“Hold onto me,” I told her.

She wrapped her arms around my neck. I carefully lifted her, holding her close as I climbed down. My feet hit the ground. I set her down gently and wiped a tear from her cheek.

“There. You’re safe now,” I said.

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She sniffled, wiping her nose on her sleeve. “Thank you.”

“What’s your name?” I asked. “Where’s your mom?”

“Zoe,” she said. “I don’t have a mom.”

I hesitated. “I’m Claire. Where’s your dad?”

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“He’s at work,” she said.

“Who were you here with?” I asked.

“My nanny,” Zoe said. “But I don’t know where she is.”

I frowned. “Do you want to look for her?”

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“No. I just want to go home,” Zoe said.

I sighed. Leaving a lost child alone wasn’t an option. “Alright, let’s go,” I said.

Zoe grabbed my hand and started walking. “My dad is going to be really mad at Mila. He worries about me all the time.”

“Mila is…?” I asked.

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“My nanny. She teaches me French and German,” Zoe said.

“Do you like that?”

She scrunched her nose. “No. She only cares about her fiancé. She flirts with him all the time.”

I laughed. “Who told you that?”

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“Marta. She’s our housekeeper. Mila is her daughter.”

That told me one thing—her dad had money.

“Do you have a husband?” Zoe asked.

“Not yet,” I said.

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“We’re here!” she shouted.

I looked up and nearly gasped. A massive mansion stood before us.

Zoe ran to the gate and started climbing. “Boost me up!”

I hesitated but lifted her. She landed on the other side, unlocked the gate, and pulled me toward the house.

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The moment we stepped inside, voices echoed through the grand hall.

“How could you lose my daughter?!” a man’s deep voice boomed.

“I—I don’t know,” a woman stammered. “She just disappeared.”

“You were supposed to stay at the park and wait for me! Not leave her alone and come back here!” The man’s voice grew sharper.

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“I panicked,” the woman said. Her tone was weak, almost pleading.

“You’re fired the moment Zoe is found. Pray nothing happened to her, or I’ll take you to court,” the man threatened.

“Simon, don’t be so harsh,” an older woman interjected. “Mila made a mistake.”

Zoe’s grip on my hand tightened. She took a deep breath, then let go and ran toward the voice. I followed and stopped at the doorway.

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“Daddy!” Zoe cried.

A tall man with sharp features knelt down and pulled her into his arms. His face softened as he hugged her tightly. His expensive suit wrinkled as he held her close.

The younger woman, standing a few steps away, looked pale. She had the same eyes as the older woman beside her. Mila and Marta, I realized.

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Simon’s relief was brief. His sharp gaze turned to me. His whole body tensed. “Who are you? What were you doing with my daughter?” His voice was hard, demanding.

I raised my hands slightly. “I just brought her home. I was leaving.” I turned toward the door.

“Wait,” Simon called just as I stepped outside. I stopped, my hand hovering over the gate, then slowly turned back to face him.

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“Zoe told me what happened. You helped her down from a tree, then walked her home. I’m sorry for how I reacted. I was scared.”

“It’s fine. I understand,” I said.

“Thank you for bringing her back. How can I repay you? Do you need money?”

I hesitated. “No, I don’t need money… but do you have a job opening?”

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Simon studied me. “Well, there’s a vacant nanny position now. Zoe seems to like you.”

“Really? I’d be grateful.”

“Come inside. Let’s discuss it,” Simon said.

And that’s how I became Zoe’s nanny. She was a wonderful child—bright, curious, and full of energy.

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Every day, she greeted me with a smile and a new story to tell. We played, read books, and made up silly songs.

She asked endless questions about the world, and I answered as best as I could.

When I looked at her, I saw a younger version of myself—hopeful, eager, but a little lost. At times, it felt like she was the daughter I never had.

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Simon and I rarely spoke. In the mornings, he would nod before leaving for work.

In the evenings, he would check on Zoe and retreat to his office. Even so, I could see how much he loved her.

His face softened when she hugged him. His voice was gentle when he tucked her in at night.

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Marta, however, made her disapproval clear. She barely spoke to me, but her cold stares said enough—she believed I had taken Mila’s job.

One evening, Simon texted, asking me to stay late. After tucking Zoe into bed, I went downstairs and found him in the kitchen, his shoulders slumped.

His tie was loosened, his hair slightly messy. His hands gripped a coffee mug.

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“Zoe’s asleep,” I said, stepping into the kitchen.

Simon looked up, his eyes tired. It seemed like he had forgotten I was still there. “Thanks,” he muttered. “Sorry you had to stay late. I’ll pay you extra.”

“It’s fine,” I said. “I love spending time with her. If I didn’t need a job, I’d do it for free.”

Simon gave a small smile. “She likes you too. She asked me if you could be her mom.”

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I blinked. “Oh… that’s surprising.” I studied him for a moment. “Can I ask what happened to her mother?”

Simon’s face darkened. “She passed away during childbirth.” His voice was quiet. “Zoe is all I have left.”

“I’m so sorry,” I said. I didn’t know what else to say.

Simon nodded, looking down at his coffee mug. Then, after a pause, he looked back at me. “I like you too,” he said.

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I froze. “Oh… I—”

“As a person,” he clarified. “You bring light into this house.”

I exhaled. “Thank you. That means a lot.”

We talked for a while. Mostly about Zoe, her favorite books, the silly jokes she told at dinner.

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But the next morning, that feeling was gone. When I arrived at work, Simon stood by the gate. His expression was cold.

My stomach tightened. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re fired,” he said.

I stared. “What? Why?”

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He folded his arms. “I know you stole the jewelry. If you needed money, you could have asked.”

“I didn’t take anything! I swear!” My voice shook.

“Claire, please. It wasn’t just jewelry—it was my wife’s.”

“I have never stolen anything in my life!” Tears burned my eyes.

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“Return it in two days, and I won’t press charges. If not, I’ll call the police.”

“But I didn’t take anything!” I cried.

Simon turned away, shutting the gate behind him.

I stood frozen, my chest tight, my hands trembling. Tears blurred my vision as I gasped for breath.

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My whole world had just crumbled. Simon thought I was a thief. He didn’t believe me. He had shut the gate without a second thought.

I wiped my face with the sleeve of my jacket and glanced up. Zoe stood at the window, her small hands pressed against the glass.

Her eyes were red and swollen, tears streaming down her cheeks. My heart ached.

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I forced a weak smile and waved. She lifted her hand slowly, then pressed her fingers to the glass. I turned and walked away, my legs heavy.

At home, I tore through my tiny apartment, checking drawers, cabinets, and bags. Nothing.

No hidden jewelry. No proof of my innocence. Exhausted, I curled up in my chair and cried myself to sleep.

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A sharp knock startled me awake. I rubbed my swollen eyes and shuffled to the door.

When I opened it, I froze. Zoe and Simon stood outside. He held a large bouquet of flowers.

Zoe nudged Simon’s side. “Say it,” she whispered, looking up at him expectantly.

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Simon let out a slow breath, his grip tightening on the bouquet. “I’m sorry for yesterday,” he said. His voice was quieter than I’d ever heard it. “I shouldn’t have accused you without proof.”

My throat tightened. “I swear, I didn’t take anything,” I said. My voice shook, but I held his gaze.

He nodded. “I know. Marta framed you,” he admitted. “Zoe didn’t believe it, so she searched Marta’s things and found the jewelry. Marta wanted you gone so Mila could have her job back.”

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I let out a breath. “I see. That must have been hard for you to deal with.”

Simon shook his head. “No, I should have listened to you. I should have trusted you.” He held out the bouquet. “I’m sorry for yelling. For everything.”

I hesitated, then took the flowers. “Thank you.”

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Zoe tugged on Simon’s sleeve. “Tell her she’s my nanny again,” she insisted.

Simon met my eyes. “If you still want the job,” he said.

“Of course, I do,” I said without hesitation.

Before I could react, Simon pulled me into a hug. Warmth spread through me. Then Zoe joined in, her small arms wrapping around both of us. I smiled, holding them close.

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