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Fighting the Fight

  • Posted on November 22, 1999 at 7:25 am

Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace.

Amelia Earhart (1898-1937)

American aviator

There have been times in my life when I believed I was born to fight the battles of those too weak to face their enemy alone. I have organized groups to help teens, been the director for a children’s foundation granting wishes, rallied those to the cause of abused children and raised funds for programs to support those children brought into the world without an adquate support system.

I observed my father fight for the nurses he worked with to bring a union to the hospital so they would have a protective force behind them in times of dispute and to bring their wages to a current acceptable level.

I heard the stories of my father’s mother and grand mother opening their homes to the children in need. My father’s mother was one of 12 children and the family took in as many as 12 others who had no families.

And I look around and see it isn’t everyone who has a cause r hears the call to fight for a belief that is so strong they have no choice but to enlist all the strength they can muster to support their cause.

While others are content to watch the news, observe life from the comfort of their easy chair and casually chat about the latest disaster in the world, I wonder what makes the difference in those who stand up and become counted for making a difference in the world?

Equal to Boys

  • Posted on February 2, 1999 at 5:41 am

I thought that the chief thing to be done in order to equal boys was to be learned and courageous. So I decided to study Greek and learn to manage a horse.

– Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815 – 1902)

American Suffragist

I remember watching as the boys lifted one leg, placed their foot on the rung of the fence and leaned forward which resting their elbows on their thighs. It was at that moment, during my freshman year of high school I recognized the enviable differences between the boys and girls. They were confident, could go anywhere, say what was on their mind, be leaders, make other”s laugh and even eat whatever and as much as they wanted.

It seemed truly a man’s world. I often resented being a girl, having to have so many say and do things for my protection. I didn’t want to be protected, I wanted to experience life uninhibited, just like the boys.

I was more fortunate than most of the girls I grew up with. I did go to college, I moved away from home and even lived in Hawaii. I learned to ride a motorcycle, drive a race car, fly a plane and even have had mostly male friends. I played in their world feeling like I had accomplished something special. I managed to hang on to my feminine ways as well.

I didn’t have to give up anything, except having children of my own.