Dear Ann Landers: Your column has given me a lot of insight and good information over the last 23 years. A while back, you printed your definition of class. I would like to share it with a special friend. Would you kindly print it again? I promise to clip it out this time. P.S.: Who composed it?

Vancouver Fan

 

Dear Vancouver: Get out the scissors. Here it is. P.S.: You asked who composed it. I did.

Class

Class never runs scared. It is sure-footed and confident, and it can handle whatever comes along.

Class has a sense of humor. It knows that a good laugh is the best lubricant for oiling the machinery of human relations.

Class never makes excuses. It takes its lumps and learns from past mistakes.

Class knows that good manners are nothing more than a series of small sacrifices and minor inconveniences.

Class bespeaks an aristocracy unrelated to ancestors or money. Some extremely wealthy people have no class at all, while others who are struggling to make ends meet are loaded with it.

Class is real. You can’t fake it.

Class is comfortable in its own skin. It never puts on airs.

Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not attempt to look better by making others look worse.

Class can “walk with kings and keep its virtue and talk with crowds and keep the common touch.” Everyone is comfortable with the person who has class because he is comfortable with himself.

If you have class, you’ve got it made. If you don’t have class, no matter what else you have, it won’t make up for it.

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Final Thought

The reason I like DFO so much is because I believe all of you are good people.  Even when we disagree on certain things.

In spite of our often dark humour (dare I say potty humour at times?) I think all of you have integrity, dignity and class.  That can often be difficult to find.

So, thank you for that.

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