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Bravo! What a nice tribute.

My memories of Marjabelle are fond. We had a few holiday dinners together when I was a child. I admire the fact that she was real and didn't put on false airs. At times she would even compete with us in the "bad manners" competition. It was all in fun and we laughed and had a great time.

I also remember her using the "celebrity at the door" excuse to get off the phone with my grandma. I had forgotten about it until I read your blog. How funny.

She had spunk!

Jean Kelley

I can't believe Marjabelle has been gone for six weeks. While cleaning an old file cabinet today, I found a Chicago Tribune Magazine dated July 1996 with Marjabelle on the front. I called her home number in Kewanee to see if she was able to have visitors and mentally prepared myself to drive there to visit her. There was no answer and no machine so I found this article on the web. Wish I had found it eight weeks ago. Perhaps I could have visited with her one more time.
I was a franchise owner of White Gloves in Chicago and New Orleans and held classes in both places. She was quite a character; always charming, warm and wonderful to me. I loved her very much. Sweet dreams, Marjabelle. Jean

Marvin Baird

I had but one experience with Marjabelle Young Stewart and it is one that left such a lasting impression. I was working as a waiter in old Carnegie's restaurant in Peoria and I had the pleasure of being her waiter. Carnegie's was old school French service and a slowly fading institution. At last, in Mrs. Stewart, I found a patron who delighted in the rituals as much as myself. At the end of the lovely evening she brought down an autographed copy of one of her books. I treasure it still.


She made such an impression that I just looked her up on a whim. She came to my High School in Council Bluffs in 1990 and I wish I had paid closer attention to her lessons. She was so lovely, genuine and had a great sense of humor.

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