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14 | May 11, 2017 | The highland park landmark sound off<br />

hplandmark.com<br />

Writing Life<br />

A matter of class in Highland Park<br />

Wendy S. Anderson<br />

Contributing Columnist<br />

Living in a wealthy<br />

suburb presents<br />

clarifying moments<br />

that could be attributed to<br />

class.<br />

On a recent Saturday<br />

I walked my dog by a<br />

house where three men<br />

and some kids were<br />

gathered outside. One<br />

man animatedly talked<br />

to someone on his cell<br />

phone about someone<br />

else “with a lot of connections.”<br />

Another was<br />

doing tasks with his boys.<br />

A third ambled down<br />

the sidewalk with his<br />

big, loose dog, which<br />

ran straight to my small,<br />

unappreciative leashed<br />

dog, to sniff him all over.<br />

I was caught in the midst<br />

of this scene, literally entwined<br />

with the dogs and<br />

within a few feet of the<br />

three men as they greeted<br />

one another.<br />

No one acknowledged<br />

me in any way; it was as<br />

if I wasn’t there. Were<br />

they so wrapped in their<br />

togetherness they forgot<br />

to be polite? Or was I not<br />

worth a nod?<br />

This situation put me<br />

back to when my children<br />

were small and I’d<br />

wait for them outside<br />

Ravinia School. Many<br />

moms would chat freely,<br />

yet there were a few who<br />

had a practiced aloofness,<br />

a way of looking<br />

right through you, as if<br />

you weren’t there. They<br />

did this even when they<br />

walked by within a few<br />

inches, even if your kids<br />

had been at the same<br />

birthday party the day<br />

before. Whether you<br />

didn’t drive the right car<br />

or live in the right house<br />

or wear the right clothes,<br />

something about you, or<br />

everything about you, did<br />

not pass muster.<br />

One apparently misinformed<br />

mom invited<br />

herself to my place for<br />

coffee.<br />

Although I lived in<br />

coveted east Highland<br />

Park, my home had not<br />

changed dramatically<br />

from the time it had been<br />

a summer cottage for city<br />

dwellers — a few<br />

rooms, low beamed ceilings,<br />

a Franklin stove.<br />

What I found quaint and<br />

charming, she found tiny<br />

and alarming, I could<br />

tell at once. We spent an<br />

uneasy hour in awkward<br />

conversation. When I<br />

next saw her, she was<br />

decidedly cooler. I was<br />

not the person she’d<br />

imagined.<br />

Highland Park is full<br />

of such stories. A friend<br />

who works in child care<br />

said she suggested to a<br />

mom, whose girl wore<br />

very pricy, slippery and<br />

impractical boots,<br />

that the mom consider<br />

buying the child sneakers,<br />

someplace like Target,<br />

for active playtimes. The<br />

mom’s decisive response?<br />

“I don’t buy shoes at<br />

Target.”<br />

This reminded me of<br />

when my little girl and<br />

I were at Target. We ran<br />

into a fellow kindergartner<br />

with her grandma,<br />

their cart full of cleaners<br />

and other household<br />

items. When the girl<br />

asked to look at some<br />

clothes, her grandma<br />

snapped, “We don’t buy<br />

clothes at Target.” The<br />

child looked crestfallen.<br />

My own daughter said<br />

she felt sorry for the<br />

classmate because her<br />

grandmother was mean.<br />

She did not understand<br />

that the woman was only<br />

asserting her class.<br />

Way back when I<br />

worked for the local<br />

paper, I got calls from<br />

residents who demanded<br />

that their names, or their<br />

wives’ names, or their<br />

kids’ names, be kept out<br />

of print for whatever<br />

driving offense they’d<br />

committed, from speeding<br />

to a DUI. Some offered<br />

to pay. The assumption<br />

was that they were<br />

entitled to have a legal<br />

embarrassment erased.<br />

The police reports in<br />

our community these<br />

days seem to contain a<br />

disproportionate number<br />

of Hispanic-sounding<br />

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