I am 77 years old this year. I have been a Woman Libber way before it was popular.
I was one of three women to be a Hotel Executive in the state of California in the 60’s. I replaced three men and was paid half the salary of one. They kept reminding me I had a “Business Card and a Title”. This was much coveted for a woman.
I became the only woman in the Nation and Internationally to be Executive Director of Junior Achievement. A learning by doing organization that takes High School Students and puts them in business for themselves. It was completely supported by businesses. No Government funds. I had 1000 students and six hundred business executives acting as mentors and advisors in my program. Junior Achievement of the East Bay.
I married my Airline Executive husband and continued my “Women’s Lib” platform at every opportunity. As I traveled around the world with him. He was very proud and supporting of his “out-spoken ” wife. It helped that I was cute and young.
I made a stand at Sequoia Country Club. I did a sit in and forced them to remove the “Men Only” sign from the men’s bar and open it to the women. They announced that on Wednesday, which was “Ladies Day” on the golf course, that the women would have to park in the parking lot furthest from the club. Because Wednesday was the day the Doctors played and when they arrived in the afternoon all the closer to the Club House parking spaces were taken by the women. I stood up in front of all the men and declared; “BULL SHIT”! The whole room gasped. Women did not speak such profanity in the hallowed halls of the Country Club in those days. “Let those big strong men tote their heavy golf bags from the upper lot. First come, First Serve”. The women stood up and gave me a standing applause. One by one the men stood and joined them. I reminded the Golf Pro that it was the women that did the most shopping in his pro shop. And he should keep that in mind when we called and arranged our tee-off times. We then got better starting times.
I opened my own Antique business while I was married to my world traveling husband. We had free air transport for all the antique treasures I found on our travels. I never showed him my books. At tax time I would give him my tax forms for my business. He would ask if I had the books to back this up. I would smile and say; “Guess you will find out if they audit me.” Every year they would audit him. Never my part. He asked me why and I replied; ” I don’t lie as much as you do.” 🙂
When I was widowed, I liquidated the estate and bought a Yacht. People thought I had lost my mind.
I was the first woman to own and operate a Yacht Charter Business on San Francisco Bay. I was written up in 1500 newspapers across the nation and interviewed on TV. several times. I paid dearly with my wallet to learn all I did not know about the Marine business. The men delighted in teaching this; “Little Lady” a thing or two about boats and doing business in a “Man’s World”. My Yacht was in the boat yard on the ways. I got a phone call saying that the reason the boat was still there after three days was that they could not get the prop off. It was frozen. It was costing me a thousand dollars a day for this delay. I was on my way to the opening of the Opera in S.F. when I received this news. I had on a long gown and a to the floor black mink coat. I told them to wait for me. I came tripping down the gang plank in my high heel shoes and my formal attire. Three coverall greasy workers stood there with their mouths agape. I assessed the hull and the prop. They showed me as they leaned on a massive wrench that it was stuck.
I said quietly, but firmly; “Hand me your welding torch”. I put the torch to the bolt. Then told them to try it again. Walla! The prop came loose. I smiled sweetly and said over my shoulder as I navigated up the gang plank; “I expect that three days taken off my bill.” One of my finest hours.
The stories go on and on. I did not march in the streets demanding women’s rights. I was in the trenches.
I am upset with these women’s marches today. It is full of propaganda; “Hate Trump”. This is being financed by George Soros. It is World wide. Only he with his great wealth and power could organize something this vast. I would be so proud if it was about women. But alas, women are being used as pawns. To further the Hate Trump movement. So sad.