The way Ben told it, the larger-than-life director became like a father to him. “Now, somebody was always in the box with Ford, especially after he’d had a few,” Ben told us. “I guess it was inevitable my time would come.” One day at lunch, Ford was riding Ben pretty hard. That didn’t sit well. Ben walked away, and the two men never spoke again. “So now Ford’s dying in Palm Springs,” Ben said, picking up the story.
