![]() ![]() program at the large state university of Wisconsin where my husband was a young professor. After the birth of our second child, I forged ahead, enrolling in a Ph.D. For him, that was the end of our agreement, but I neither could nor would let it go. I earned a Master’s degree and accidentally became pregnant. ![]() I therefore made sure that the man I married understood that I had no intention of becoming “just a housewife.” He agreed. ![]() Nor, when I came of age in the 1950s, did I want any part of the rigid gender-bound dating arrangements of the time. Having seen how traditional expectations of women had kept my mother from developing her keen intellect and thwarted her creative impulses, I knew early on that I did not want to live my mother’s life. One could say I was born ‘ahead” of my time, or into the “wrong” time, but whichever it was, I didn’t fit. ![]()
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