Marquette D. Leathers
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Marquette was born in Muskogee, Oklahoma on August 20th, 1940, to Theodore and Mary Dillard Leathers. She was the youngest of seven born to this union. Her early years were spent in Muskogee, Tulsa and Tallahassee. The family Came to Missouri and made their home in Kansas City. She attended Attucks, RT Coles and graduated from Lincoln High School in 1959. She went on to the Kansas City Art Institute. Later traveling to New York and San Francisco where she pursued her passion of art. She supported herself as a bookkeeper and was able to paint and sell some of her paintings. Returning to Kansas City in the early 70’s she continued to paint and work as a bookkeeper. Through the years she worked at Faultless Starch Company, Regis and before she became disabled she worked at KC Fiberglass Credit Union as a teller.
Marquette always had a love of the arts, painting, sculpture, classical music and listening to opera. Reading was one of her favorite things to do. When her vision failed listening to audio books filled much of her time.
She was a fantastic cook. Italian cuisine was one of her specialties. Anything she cooked was excellent.
Marquette never married or had children, but there were plenty of nieces and nephews she loved and they loved her. Also loving brothers and sisters.
She leaves two sisters; Margaret Carter of Chicago, IL, Carrie Eubanks of Kansas City, MO, two brothers; Theodore Leathers of Gladstone, MO, James Leathers of Kansas City, MO and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends who will miss her dearly.
The family thanks everyone for their condolences and many acknowledgements.
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Our deepest sympathy with love and may you have peace in your heart due to the loss of your love one.
Love,
Cousins,
Joann and Henry
I was flipping through Twitter this morning and paused briefly at a post asking for comments about race-relations attitudes/experiences. I didn’t linger or comment, but then suddenly there occurred to me the image and pleasant memory of a delightful young woman i was privileged to meet when i lived in Manhattan in the 1960s. Marquette Leathers and her roommate lived in Greenwich Village and they frequently came up to WEA@97St. for a Sunday afternoon–evening musical salon that my partner (RIP) and I hosted for friends, including several Juilliard students. I impulsively went to Google, with the thought *this will never work* and entered *Marquette Leathers*—and to my surprise and delight, her name came up immediately. Yes, it was an obituary, but at age eighty-one coming upon an obituary of someone I have known many years ago is not a shock, just a sadness. And I’m pretty good at dealing with that.
The thought that maybe someone here may also have known Marquette Leathers compelled me to share this unexpected morning trouvaille with that someone out there. You never no when connections come looming through the mist.
Marquette had a great sense of humor and an infectious laugh.
Rest in Peace, Marquette Leathers. ??