Let them eat...banana bread

​Grammy's Banana Bread: Passed down from generation to generation of women in my family. Making it today in honor of the women that came before me. Helen Durnan, pictured here, born before women could vote. Her mom, Gertrude, born before women could own property. My mom, Betty, shown here on her mom's lap, was born the year Uncle Sam passed a law making it lawful to detain sexually active women indefinitely. (True: google it) And me.  In the 60s women couldn't get credit (necessary to start a business, or buy your children bread if you're unemployable, i.e. pregnant,) or go to an Ivy League school. In 1960, Supreme Court Justice Felix Frankfurter rejected Ginsburg for a clerkship position due to her gender.  I couldn't be on a jury to represent accused women, go on birth control, or be expected to be compensated at the rate my male counterparts are compensated in any profession (still a thing.) Also, I'd have to carry a pregnancy brought on by rape, or threatened my life, or was stillborn. 

Makes a mother worry about her daughters, but I console myself with the knowledge I've raised fierce young women.  They'll prosper.  But that's not really the point, is it.  They deserve a world where prospering isn't despite gender oppression, so we fight, and bake. #multitasking  

#LetThemEatBananaBread

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