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A lady is a ladyPosted Tuesday, May 18, 2010, at 11:57 AM
I was recently at a luncheon and visited with several people I know. I saw one lady that I have known since I was a young girl and although she didn't see me, my mind, as it so often does, went back to my childhood days.
She and her husband were local business people and at that time their business was in the Cottonbelt area of town. In fact, at that time, there was a little hub of businesses there. Oh, how I miss those days.
She is still a local business lady today and has family members who have entered into their own businessess.
I'm sure they learned their business saviness from her. I babysat her two daughters a couple times and in thinking about it, I wasn't much older then they were. Boy, I must have seemed old.
In seeing her and reminiscing, I started thinking about the classy ladies of Dexter from a by-gone era.
I remember clothing they had on at certain times or a fragrance that ever so gently breathes on me in my mind.
I can close my eyes and still see these ladies in certain circumstances, such as waiting on someone in their place of business or waving at someone from afar, or perhaps seeing them going or coming from a beauty salon or in one of our nice ladies' shops of days gone by.
I think about these ladies and the impressions they made on me as a young girl. I remember their kindness to me or a special little word they may have said to me that influenced my life in some way. I remember their smile that made me feel so special. I think ladies are special and I try to teach the young boys in my life to treat them as such. You have heard the expression, "This lady ain't no lady." It doesn't take but a few moments in the prescence of a female to know whether she is a lady or not.
When a lady gets upset because a gentleman opens a door for her, I feel sorry for her. We can be ladies and still perform the duties we must do in our daily living.
The ladies I'm remembering knew how to do that very thing. You just knew that each of them was a lady.
I only hope that I can leave an impression on some young people the way these ladies did me.
Perhaps these are some of the reasons I love to collect lady figurines?
See you next time in the korner. Don't forget to e-mail me at email@example.com.
Oh, by the way. The beautiful lady that got me to do all this remembering is Marie Hubbard.
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Kathleen is a resident of Dexter. She was born in Indiana, but her parents moved their family back to the Dexter area when she was three. Other than three years she and her husband, Collin, lived in St. Charles, Mo. and ten years in Birmingham, Alabama, she has spent her life in Dexter. As you can tell, Kathleen is a people person and believes in giving credit to whom credit is due. Thus, the reason for her hero/heroine column every other week in Kathleen's Korner. As you can tell, she also like to have fun, most of the time at her own expense. Kathleen (Grubbs) is a 1964 graduate of Dexter High School and invites her friends to her "Korner."