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Cape Central High Photos

Ken Steinhoff, Cape Girardeau Central High School Class of 1965, was a photographer for The Tiger and The Girardot, and was on the staff of The Capaha Arrow and The Sagamore at Southeast Missouri State University. He worked as a photographer / reporter (among other things) at The Jackson Pioneer and The Southeast Missourian.

Come here to see photos and read stories (mostly true) about coming of age in Southeast Missouri in the 1960s.

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Doris’ Antiques Closing Doors

I photographed Doris Bentley at Doris’ Antiques at 627 Good Hope on March 29, 2010. She set up her shop in 1981, after coming from Chaffee.

She had gone through a rough patch. She had broken her hip about a year before; when she recovered enough to reopen, she said she had one good week, then a 10-day ice storm. Right after that, the meter reader discovered a leak in her basement.

Doris probably didn’t weigh as much as a sack of quarters, but she was fiesty beyond her size. A thug broke into the shop when she was working one night. “All I had was a dollar bill and some change,” she said. “I told him it was all I had.” He knocked her around a bit.

“You’re mine and I want you!!”

She described her TV interview after the robbery: “I looked right into the camera and said, ‘You’re mine, and I want you!!'” I don’t doubt for a second that she meant it.

The next time couple of times I came back, the store was closed. I asked a nearby merchant if he had any idea how Doris was doing, and he said he thought she was in a nursing home in Springfield, Mo., and probably wouldn’t be back.

Absolute Auction April 16

Wednesday’s Missourian carried an ad for an absolute auction this weekend where the shop’s contents will be sold. Click on it to make it large enough to read.

Brother Mark is an antique shopper who had been in Doris’ many times. I asked him to tell me what he knew about her. What follows is his account:

Doris was a female Popeye

Doris – If there ever was a female Popeye, it would have been Doris. While I doubt that she was ever in the Navy, and I don’t think I ever saw her smoke a pipe (but I wouldn’t rule that out) and I have no idea if she had any tattoos of anchors on her arms, I wouldn’t bet that she didn’t. She could be gruff if she didn’t think you were good people and the nicest lady if she sized you up as being “square and true”.

Is she open or has she closed?

The store – The first thing that comes to my mind anytime that I would go there to shop was, “is she open or has she closed her door for the last time and I missed it?” Turns out, she was always open when she was open. I heard that she had gotten broken into a couple of times and from then on she stayed in the shop in the back and slept with a gun. Don’t know for certain if that was true, but it’s rumors like that going around that make folks thing twice about breaking in at night.

Aisles were packed with stuff

The aisles were packed with stuff. All kinds of stuff. Cheap yard sale stuff sat right next to McCoy pottery for those who could spot it. You wanted old metal ice cube trays that you used to have in the old refrigerator/freezer? She had them along with Tupperware containers, AVON bottles and stuff that I could not figure out how she ever thought she would sell it.

Trash and treasures

There was trash and there were treasures in the store and you had to either have a sixth sense about finding the good stuff or just be lucky to stumble onto it. Doris was smart in that she knew the value of everything, so you weren’t going to walk out under her nose with a Vintage Fiesta AD Demitasse Cup and Saucer for $15.* [Editor’s Note: Asterisk decoded below.]

T-I-M-B-E-R!

But whenever I walked through her store looking for something that would catch my eye, I was always worried that something from the overstocked shelves would catch onto me and I would end up pulling down everything quicker than you could say “T-I-M-B-E-R!” She had a lot of glassware in the store that made me very nervous.

A picker’s delight

The store was a picker’s (not the musical kind) delight in that you could find something, and she would sell it to you, but she wasn’t going to lose money in the transaction.

Here’s the asterisk

*Vintage Fiesta AD Demitasse Cup and Saucer Set in 50s Forest Green Glaze »

Circa 1951-1959. Stunning example of the very hard to find, vintage, forest green Fiesta After Dinner Demitasse Cup and Saucer. The cup was jiggered on the inside and the slip cast handle had to be attatched by hand – even the foot was hand worked to produce a subtle flare.

Good Hope won’t be the same

Good Hope and Cape Girardeau won’t be the same without Doris and her shop. She was one of a kind.

3 comments to Doris’ Antiques Closing Doors

  • Libby Koch

    We so often fail to notice such “treasures” of the past! Sentimental feelings are flowing this week for me! Adkins Machine Shop is also being auctioned, a business on North Main. We lived in the stucco next door from the time I was toddler until age 7. I remember tiptoeing to peer over the porch ledge to see the giant sparkler being wielded by the man with the funny helmet. He warned me from watching, which made it that much more intriguing…businesses, a neighborhood, & people that soon will be only a memory for those of us that knew them! Treasures of our pasts!!!

  • Meghan Talley

    I remember going there a lot as a child with my mother. Doris scared the hell out of me! She would follow me around the store telling me “if you break it, you buy it!” She was much nicer to my mother. It was definetly a hit or miss type of store. Always fun to sort through all the stuff to see what kind of treasures you might find.

  • Ashley Settle

    I wish I could of made it in Doris’s store! I wish the best for Doris.

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