Devin Binger
My fondest memories of Dores were when I was in the Marine Corps from 1980-1983. Whenever I was on leave and made it back home to Dalton City, I would be sure to walk down two houses to visit with her and Bill. Bill would eventually retire to his easy chair, leaving Dores and I chatting at the dining room table. Inevitably, she'd whip her and me up a batch of Pink Ladies. I can't remember what in the dickens her and this 18/19 year old Marine had to talk about for a couple of hours during those visits, but I do remember those evenings were always among the most pleasant of my visits back home.I haven't had a Pink Lady in over 30 years now. I think I'm due, and I'll be toasting my friend, Dores.