On Wednesday, March 30, 2005, the grand heart of Mrs. Dorothy Jean Dossey Creighton
, aged 80 years, stopped beating, now and forever. During her more than 20-year tenure as a teacher of grammar and literature at Springdale High School, Mrs. Creighton was a dedicated, enthusiastic and sometimes fiery instructor who strove to instill in her students the mental discipline required for lucid and precise writing and to cultivate in them an appreciation for great works of literature.
Although teaching was truly her
life's calling, she
came to it relatively late after half a life spent in other careers.Even before graduating from high school in her childhood home of Mount Ida, Ark., she answered her nation's call by enlisting in the Women's Army Corps in 1943.She
country for the duration of World War II and beyond, eventually attaining the rank of sergeant.Marriage and the birth of a son, Barry, followed, together with successive positions as an executive secretary, small-business owner and factory worker. Mrs. Creighton finally answered the call of her own destiny in 1961 by enrolling in what was then called Henderson State Teachers College and completing a B. S. E. in Social Science and English in just two years, attaining a 3.81 cumulative grade-point average and ranking third in a graduating class of ®. She continued her academic career as a graduate student at the University of Arkansas, completing 27 hours of graduate study before accepting in 1966 a teaching position at Springdale High School, where she served as chairman of the English department for several years and continued teaching until she retired in 1987. She
retirement modestly and quietly, reading voraciously, moving among a small circle of friends and caring for her
beloved dogs.At the time of her
had been reading a biography of William Shakespeare, now never to be finished.
Friend and mentor to generations of students, Mrs. Creighton
was possessed of a rigorous intellect and iron will, and while perhaps a rigid disciplinarian, she
was also vastly sympathetic to her
fellow humans and endlessly amused by their foibles and weaknesses, not least because she
was keenly aware of her
was no stranger to fits of laughter or of outrage, but laughter usually won out in the end, if sometimes just by a hair.Surely it can be said that she
lived life long and well and went quietly without suffering.