After surviving
the challenge of raising three sons, I am thrilled to have two beautiful
granddaughters. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed spoiling the lovely Madelyn Simone over
the last five years, but, as the Bob Dylan prophetically teaches us, “the
times, they are a-changin’.” Lauren’s maternity leave is over, so Thursday will
be my first day with the delightful Elizabeth Holiday (age seven weeks). I do
hope she lives up to my descriptor and doesn’t cry all day.
I’m sure Madelyn
will offer me much expert assistance, although she’s already made it very clear
that she doesn’t do diapers. But her help will be short-lived, as she’ll leave
me high – and hopefully dry – my second week, on her way to kindergarten. How
can that be?
Ah, what will the
future be like for Madelyn and little Liza? Born female and American in the
twenty-first century, it’s likely they will have few restrictions on what they
want to be when they grow up (a question I struggle to answer even at age
sixty).
It hasn’t always
been so. That question was answered in a much narrower way for girls born one
hundred or two hundred years ago, and it generally involved a life within the home.
Those women who sought opportunities in the world around them did so at the
risk of chastisement for overstepping their boundaries, sometimes forbidden to
continue in the direction of their choosing. Most women accepted the norms of
the day, but, as happens in today’s world, some pushed the envelope, finding
success in a variety of endeavors.
We were
reminded of this reality as Deleasa Randall-Griffiths portrayed the life of
Carrie Chapman Catt during this year’s Ashland Chautauqua. Mrs. Catt determined
early in life that she was charged with
a mission – obtaining the vote for women. I’d never heard of her before, so was
glad to make her acquaintance through Randall-Griffiths’ compelling performance.
While Mrs. Catt
functioned on the national stage, women here in Ashland were also stepping
forward. Shirley Fulk Boyd has compiled an excellent resource in recognition of
Ashland’s bicentennial entitled Ashland
Women: 1815-2015. I loved reading the snippets of biography describing
women such as Bella Osborn, the high school principal for many years, and Norah
Abbe, superintendent of the early Samaritan Hospital. Some were noted for their
achievement of a “first,” such as Helen Arnold, Ashland’s first probation officer;
Sarah Wartman, admitted to the Ohio bar in 1893; Catherine Luther Sampsel, the
first Ashlander with a piano; and Agnes Duice, Ashland’s first woman to wear pantalettes.
Scandalous!
Many women
worked tirelessly to make Ashland a better place for all. Clara Miller founded the
YWCA and Mary Freer raised orphan children, while others fought against the
scourge of alcohol, banding together in the Ladies Indignation Society (sounds
like a great book title). Boyd notes that women like Caroline Jackson Kellogg stood
nightly outside Ashland saloons to protest the easy flow of alcohol, while at
the church, her husband Bolivar prayed for her success.
My favorite Ashland
athlete from the book was Ann Petrovic, who starred for the Kenosha Comets in
the women’s baseball league made famous by the film, A League of Her Own. Others, such as M. Lucille Sprague, joined the
military. Sprague later provided leadership in our country’s Housing
Administration.
Many who
succeeded in business did so in partnership with their husbands, opening
stores, medical practices, and even factories. After the death of her husband,
Edna Garber ran the A.L. Garber Company from 1941-1969. I’m guessing her
accomplishment gave courage to her daughter, Lucille Garber Ford, whose
presence as the Grand Marshall of the fabulous Ashland bicentennial parade
honored her own achievements within our community.
Regardless of
circumstances, regardless of cultural barriers, Caroline and Clara, Ann and
Bella, and Edna and Lucille remind us of what we can be, what we can achieve. Today,
their courage reaches through the years to Madelyn and Elizabeth and to all the
girls – and boys – of our community and our world. With continued encouragement
and support, one day they too will say with Carrie Chapman Catt: “I have lived
to realize the greatest dream of my life.”
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