My husband still opens the door for me. Sometimes it’s the door to the house or a building we are entering, most often it’s the car door.   He’s training our son to do the same. Not only for me but all women. It’s a simple thing, but it is also a gentleman’s gesture.       He loves going to the church building and jumping out of the car to run ahead and get the door for any lady who might be entering.  The other day we were at Bob Evan’s for Dinner. He opened and held the door for me. Then held it for the ladies behind us.…