Yes. She was there supporting him in whatever he did...plus she put up with him!
and now for the other side of the story... GIVE HER HALF
By Holly Byrnes
AS MOST paid-up members of the sisterhood will tell you, any woman who wants to be equal to a man lacks ambition.
So Mel Gibson’s wife Robyn, partner of 28 years and mother to his seven children, wants half the fortune he earned while they were happily married?
Californian law says she’s entitled to that as a minimum and I would argue if rumours of his philandering prove true then hitting him where it hurts - the hip pocket - is the least she can do.
This woman is no gold digger who has calculated her future earnings based on how many hours are left in his oxygen tank, Anna Nicole Smith-style.
This is the woman who took a chance on him when he was a struggling actor.
A recent biography revealed Mel earned the sum total of $6000 for his first film role in Attack Force Z.
Back then, Robyn Moore was Gibson’s girlfriend, an Adelaide dental nurse but, more significantly, his meal ticket.
Their 1980 wedding at a Forestville church was an intimate affair, with one newspaper at the time suggesting this was done deliberately so Mel could limit details of his private life and preserve the myth of him as an eligible sex symbol.
When he finally made it big, Robyn remained in his shadow as her husband took his comfortable - and ultimately profitable - place in the spotlight.
With the danger money Robyn has earned over the years wrangling the ego of the 1985 Sexiest Man Alive, not to mention living with an alcoholic, she deserves her half share - and a bloody medal.
To question whether she is entitled to those earnings because she didn’t star in the movies that made the millions is to deny her and every other supportive spouse without a “real” job their dues.
It’s the same reprehensible argument Greg Norman offered the mother of his two children and wife of 25 years Laura when he claimed she had a limited claim to his $300 million golfing fortune because “the wife didn’t teach him how to win”.
Oh, to have a golf club and five minutes with that Great White Choker.
The Greg Normans and knuckle-grazers of this world who believe this little woman should be grateful for the years Mel invested in her and go quietly, a token million or so in hand, should all crawl back under the rock they came from.
Lucky for Robyn, Mel is a good Catholic boy who can be trusted to show the woman he called the “saint” in his life a little more respect.
And the money.
How about a 100K per kid she popped out, plus 50K a year working as a housewife? Those are close to fair market rates for those skills.