Back in the city, a neighbor’s death was the loss of one thread in a rich tapestry. There were so many others weaving in and out.
Here, it’s more like the fading of bands in the rainbow, a loss of our brilliance. In recent weeks, our light has dimmed with the sudden absence of several townsfolk — a beloved young man lost too soon to cancer, an elderly businessman important to the town’s growth, and now Leota Didier.
With her passing, I think we’ve lost the bright vermilion stripe. Alas.
Leota had a special place in my heart, because she gave us our first glimpse of Dubois when we stayed at the Lazy L&B dude ranch 30 years ago. She and her husband Bernard, a retired Presbyterian minister, had bought the ranch 20 years earlier. That was on a side trip during a vacation in Denver, when she had thought they were headed to California.
“My husband was a funny man,” Leota told me once. “He got urges.”
“He heard there were marvelous buys on dilapidated ranches in Wyoming,” she recalled. Having formerly run church camps, Bernard got an idea. “Before the week was over,” she went on, “we owned a ranch.”
By the time we got there, Lazy L&B was far from dilapidated, but it was folksy and friendly. Having grown up on a farm in Iowa, she knew well how to handle animals, and I guess as a minister’s wife she had also learned how to deal with people
When we returned to Dubois decades later, I was pleased to find that she was still here. I invited her to tea, and then came to know her better.
In the meantime, Bernard had succumbed to Alzheimer’s and passed away. Leota had left the ranch, moved to town, and become a phenomenon.
The “L” in Lazy L&B, Leota was hardly lazy. Among many other blessings, she helped to move the historic Dennison Lodge to the center of town, where it became an events venue (and pity the person who left a mess in that kitchen!).
She installed large bronze statues by local artists in the town square, and was heavily involved in helping to create the new assisted living center at Warm Valley Lodge, where she spent her last days.
I saw her most often when I would help out at the weekly square dance selling soft drinks. She would always sit at the door and stamp hands as people paid their fee and came in. I have great photos of my young children at the square dance decades ago, and I’m sure she must have been at the door back then.
Even last summer, after she had moved to Warm Valley, she would never miss this duty as long as someone would pick her up and take her home after.
Tall and patrician, she dressed with elegance, even as she grew stooped and slow. Always slim skirts and fitted jackets in the muted colors of the West, and always that signature hat.
I bought the sassy red hat below in the thrift-shop auction one year, thinking it must have been a donation from her. That was her style: Classy and bold.
She told me she had not donated that hat. Who knows; at that time her memory was fading. I can’t pull it off with her style, so I seldom wear it. But in any case I think of her whenever I see it.
“How are you?” I asked, the last time I saw her, only weeks ago, at church.
“About as well as could be expected,” she replied, with a gentle echo of her former husky laugh. Typical Leota: Ironic, straightforward, candid.
Her devoted wrangler, Max, posted on Facebook about her death, inspiring a flood of responses.
“Leota was a true original,” someone wrote. “She was a Pioneer and a woman of substance. She had a great heart and an energy and a drive that was legendary.”
“She did so much for so many people and the town of Dubois,” replied someone else, “and most of the time nobody knew.”
Another post said that nobody could fill her shoes.
“Or hats,” I replied. Max gave that a “like.”
© Lois Wingerson, 2018
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3 thoughts on “Lights Down. Leota’s Gone from Dubois.”
Lovely tribute to a treasured lady who was a fine example for us to emulate… We could never step into and fill her boots, but Lord, help us to be a light as she was… I have a feeling she shines still in heaven… Brighter than the stars. Well done, elegant Leota. And… Well spoken Lois.
Would you mind telling me who that elderly businessman was who passed away recently. I used to live in Dubois for a number of year, was the director of the Chamber for about three years and feel still connected.
Thank you. Your answer will be very much appreciated.
I don’t see that I ever responded to this! If not, I’m so sorry.
The other person who passed away almost at the same time as Leota was Bill Lamb. The Lamb family are very private and didn’t want any extra publicity about it.
All the best,