International Women's Day
I have suffragette blood coursing in my veins…literally. On a table in my bedroom sits a photo of two women – one younger with soft curls, sitting in a wooden wheelbarrow and another, older and stern looking woman, standing behind her. This is my maternal grandmother and great-grandmother, in a wagon that my grandfather built. Written on the side in while chalk ….VOTES FOR WOMEN. OMAHA, NE 1919. I treasure this photograph like no other.
The principles to be independent, have a voice in society, and become a part of something bigger than just myself have guided and pushed me in medicine, television reporting, and now as a small business owner. Doing something that’s a little different in Big Timber’s commercial space, giving back to my community, and doing this with my daughter, Kate, as my business partner, means that the celebration of strong women will be passed down to yet another generation. And that old wooden wagon? It now sits in the garden at Thistle Creek.
The principles to be independent, have a voice in society, and become a part of something bigger than just myself have guided and pushed me in medicine, television reporting, and now as a small business owner. Doing something that’s a little different in Big Timber’s commercial space, giving back to my community, and doing this with my daughter, Kate, as my business partner, means that the celebration of strong women will be passed down to yet another generation. And that old wooden wagon? It now sits in the garden at Thistle Creek.
