Family
Macmillan married the Honourable Katharine Ormsby-Gore, daughter of William Ormsby-Gore, 4th Baron Harlech, on 22 August 1942. They had four sons and a daughter:
- Alexander Daniel Alan Macmillan, 2nd Earl of Stockton (born 10 October 1943)
- Hon. Joshua Edward Andrew Macmillan (1945–1965)
- Hon. Adam Julian Robert Macmillan (born 1948)
- Hon. Rachel Mary Georgia Macmillan (1955–1987)
- Hon. David Maurice Benjamin Macmillan (born 1957)
Macmillan was for a time the owner of Highgrove House, which now belongs to the Prince of Wales. Upon his father's elevation to the peerage on 10 February 1984 as Earl of Stockton, he acquired the courtesy title Viscount Macmillan of Ovenden. He died suddenly in Westminster, London, on 10 March 1984 following a heart operation, aged 63. His father outlived him by nearly three years, dying in December 1986 at the age of 92; his son, Alexander, has held the title 2nd Earl of Stockton since the death of the first Earl.
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