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Olivia Waite
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July 23 - July 24, 2023
And with that, Catherine was finally able to identify that troublesome gleam: ambition. Specifically, the scientific variety.
“Can you serve brandy punch in April?” Catherine asked. Aunt Kelmarsh chortled. “My dearest girl: who’s going to stop us?”
“The gentlemen can go hang,” Lucy said, as the assistant gasped and dropped her packet of pins. Lucy’s determination was set, however. “I am not a songbird. I am an astronomer.”
Women’s ideas are treated as though they sprung from nowhere, to be claimed by the first man who comes along.
Every generation had women stand up and ask to be counted—and every generation of brilliant, insightful, educated men has raised a hand and wiped those women’s names from the greater historical record.”