It's Happening: A Friend in Deed: Annabel Luebbe
Besides taking care of her own house and garden, she can be found on foot throughout the city with an ongoing mission in mind.
“I don’t like to look at the trash everywhere, so I just pick it up,” said a smiling, matter-of-fact Luebbe.
She does so out of the goodness of her heart, with no ill feelings for those who make the mess.
“I have always walked. It’s a natural thing to do,” she said. “So I just carry a bag with me. It’s no trouble at all.”
Having a positive outlook on life and its opportunities is an important, proactive element for happiness, according to the lifelong Bridgeport resident.
She was born in 1926, right in a house which remains on upper Center Street. Her family name then was Stout and she, her parents and siblings lived in the home until they relocated to a 150-acre farm near the present Maplewood Retirement Facility. The farm had belonged to her grandfather and when he passed, she and her family took over.
It was a happy childhood, helping tend to the horses, cows, sheep and hogs, then running off to nearby Maple Lake for an afternoon swim, Luebbe said.
The love of her life was Robert Luebbe, to whom she married. They had a son, Robert “Robby” Luebbe Jr., and a daughter, Barbara.
Bridgeport was the perfect backdrop for raising their family.
“It’s just a nice town to live in. The schools were good for the kids when they were growing up and the churches are nice,” Luebbe said. “Everything is.”
A former secretary for the hospital intensive care unit, Luebbe is a longtime member of the GFWC Woman’s Club of Bridgeport. She was instrumental in starting the GFWC Juniorettes. She is also a longtime member of Bridgeport United Methodist Church, where she used to be active in teaching Sunday School, among other church duties.
Her husband is deceased and her children and their families live out-of-state; Barbara in Florida and Robby in California. They visit occasionally. She doesn’t visit them because she doesn’t fly. But there are so many things which she does.
That is signature Annabel Luebbe.
Until very recently, Luebbe could also be found riding her old-school bicycle through the streets of Bridgeport, but she was given a sign that it was time to stop.
“I got up one spring morning and decided to get the bike out of the garage,” she said. “But when I got on it, I couldn’t reach the pedals.”
If you pay close attention to life, instruction and opportunity make themselves seen.
That, also, is signature Annabel Luebbe.