Joye Hummel: Ghosting Warrior Writer Invisible No More

Posted on July 27, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda Harris Sittig

Ghostwriting is nothing new; it has probably been in practice since the days of ancient history. And the large majority of ghostwriters never receive proper credit for what they wrote because it was often attributed to someone else. In the annals of literature, one writer taking advantage of another writer’s penned, but perhaps unpublished papers is also nothing new. Controversy still lurks about William Shakespeare and John Steinbeck.

So, it did not surprise me years ago when I read about the controversy over the creators of Batman, supposedly created by Bob Kane, but in reality, co-created by fellow comic strip author Bill Finger. Bob Kane went on to earn fortune and fame from Batman, while Bill Finger died in obscurity. Then enter Marc Tyler Nobleman, who, with the urging from the comic book community, researched the life of Bill Finger and then wrote Finger’s biography so the world would finally give him his due.

Today the Bill Finger Award is given annually to two recipients whose work has made a significant contribution to the comic book industry, even if their names are not well known.

JOYE HUMMEL

This is where we pick up the story of Joye Hummel.

Born in April 1924 to middle-class parents on Long Island, NY, Joye attended college for only one year and then enrolled instead in secretarial school in Manhattan. Shortly afterwards, one of her instructors, William M. Marston, pulled her aside and complimented her on her writing style, which had shown through in several of her essays.

He offered her a unique job. In addition to being an instructor at Katherine Gibbs Secretarial School, Mr. Marston ran an art studio where he had previously created a strong female comic book character three years ago. This character, dubbed Wonder Woman, was drawn weekly by artist H.G. Peter. True success seemed imminent when Marston received a contract for Wonder Woman to be featured in a syndicated comic strip.

He needed two things. One, he needed an assistant who could help with the promotion of Wonder Woman; two, he needed a young woman who could write contemporary slang and who also had a vision of what a strong Amazonian woman with supernatural powers could do.

WONDER WOMAN

Joye Hummel was 19, and the job sounded fascinating. She started the next week and soon began writing scripts for the comic. Shortly after her start, William Marston contracted polio, and Joye took on more and more of a share in the writing of the scripts. For the next three plus years, Wonder Woman continued her burst upon the comic book stage as Americans were emerging from World War II. The Wonder Woman comic provided hopeful escape for many readers.

Joye continued writing the script as a ghostwriter, which meant she received a salary but never any recognition as the actual writer. She continued from 1944 until almost 1948 when she gave up her career to stay home and raise her infant daughter.

DC Comics hired other writers to complete the Wonder Woman saga. Eventually, the character of Wonder Woman changed, showcasing less and less of the original idea of a strong, courageous woman not afraid to fight for what she believed in.

It would take until 2018, four years after Joye donated her Wonder Woman archives to the Smithsonian Libraries, for Joye to achieve the public recognition she had never sought but so richly deserved. Joye was the 2018 recipient of the Bill Finger Award. She accepted the award at age 94 for her uncredited body of work on the Wonder Woman comics of the 1940s.

Even today, you have to dig into the research to find out the large part that Joye Hummel played in the success of those early Wonder Woman years.

As Wonder Woman herself might have said, “Believe in yourself. You are stronger than you know.”

And, may I add, wear your silver bracelets on both arms.

I hope you enjoyed hearing Joye Hummel’s story. Until next month you can still catch me on my website, https://www.lindasittig.com. And check out my three novels of strong female protagonists in history and my narrative non-fiction.

CUT FROM STRONG CLOTH, LAST CURTAIN CALL, COUNTING CROWS, and B-52 DOWN are available from your favorite bookstore or on line.

~ linda

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Kalpana Chawla: Fearlessly Aiming for the Stars

Posted on July 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda H. Sittig

Image by NASA-Imagery from Pixabay

Many of us will gaze up in the night sky and try to locate a particular star or planet or follow a moving satellite. But once upon a time, there was a young girl in India whose dream was to leave the bounds of Earth and travel into space.

That young girl was Kalpana Chawla.

The first thing you notice about Kalpana in photos is her broad smile. It is almost as if she is living her life’s dream and can’t stop grinning.

Perhaps not as well-known as Sally Ride, Kalpana Chawla was the first Indian-born American woman to travel into space after becoming an astronaut at age 35.

HER STORY BEGINS

Born in India, the youngest of four siblings in March 1962, Kalpana became fascinated with airplanes from an early age. It wasn’t long before she asked her father to take her to a local flying club so she could see the planes up close.

Her parents encouraged her in her studies, and Kalpana excelled in school. When further education was still a luxury for girls, Kalpana’s mother supported the idea that her daughter should apply to Punjab Engineering College.

In college, she pursued a degree in aeronautical engineering, even though her professors tried to explain it would be a limited career path. Nevertheless, she persevered.

Because there was not a viable space program in India, Kalpana emigrated to the United States in 1982 and, by age 26, earned a Masters’ Degree from the University of Texas and then a Doctorate in Aerospace Engineering from the University of Colorado. Three years later, she was sworn in as a U.S. citizen and applied to NASA. Along the way, she also became a certified pilot.

LIFE WITH NASA

By 1994 Kalpana was chosen to be an astronaut candidate with NASA. It would take three rigorous years of training before she embarked on her first space flight. That flight was on board the space shuttle Columbia STS-87. The shuttle orbited the Earth 252 times in just over two weeks. One of her jobs as a mission specialist was operating the shuttle’s prime robotic arm. Five other astronauts were with her as the historic November 1997 mission concluded its last orbit and returned to Earth.

Believing that Indian girls deserved to learn about space flight, Kalpana asked NASA to invite two girls from her secondary school each summer to attend the Summer Space Experience Program. Since 1998 two Indian girls have arrived in Houston, Texas, as participants.

What is it like to travel aboard a rocket? Kalpana says, “When you look at the stars and the galaxy, you feel that you are not just from any particular piece of land, but from the solar system.”

In 2000 Kalpana was chosen for a second voyage into space, this time on the Columbia space shuttle STS-107, but repeated delays occurred. Finally, on January 16, 2003, a crew consisting of Kalpana, Michael Anderson, David Brown, Laurel Clark, Rick Husband, William McCool, and Ilan Ramon shot into space.

Together they completed nearly 80 experiments studying space science, including astronaut health and safety.

However, during their launch, a section of foam insulation broke free from an external tank and struck the port wing. Although foam shedding had occurred on previous launches, no one could know that it would prove fatal this time.

As Columbia began its return and re-entered Earth’s atmosphere, hot gases penetrated the internal wing structure, causing immediate aircraft disintegration.

At age 41, Kalpana Chawla died instantly alongside her crew.

ONE WITH THE UNIVERSE

Today there is an asteroid that carries her name, a lunar crater named after her, a series of satellites dedicated to her memory, a street in New York City now bears her name, and perhaps the most poignant – the Kalpana Chawla Award was instituted in India to recognize young Indian women scientists.

If you ever go hiking in Zion National Park in Utah, USA, that is where Kalpana’s ashes were scattered, as per her wishes. And the next time you gaze up into the night sky, whisper her name in remembrance.

Thank you to blog follower Eileen Rice, who suggested I learn about Kalpana. I’m glad I did.

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Happy Reading!

~ linda

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Dorothy Kenyon: Early Advocate for Social Justice

Posted on June 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda Harris Sittig

I have long admired Ruth Bader Ginsburg, lawyer, Supreme Court Justice, and champion of women’s rights.

But before Ruth, there was Dorothy Kenyon.

Never achieving the same fame as Ruth B. Ginsburg, Dorothy Kenyon never-the-less left an indelible mark upon our legal system.

Born in 1888 to a well-to-do family in Manhattan, New York, Dorothy spent most of her younger life as a social butterfly.

Then a trip to Mexico changed everything.

Mexico

Possessing a degree in economics from Smith College, Dorothy spent a year living in Mexico and seeing firsthand the effects of poverty on families, particularly women.

Mexico altered her life path. She returned to New York and enrolled in the New York University School of Law, graduating in 1917 and passing the New York Bar the same year.

 From 1917 to 1929, she worked tirelessly in various law firms championing cases for social injustice, focusing on women. However, hindered in advancing her career, she decided to make the bold move and open her own law firm.

In 1930 the law firm of Straus and Kenyon took on clients where equal rights under the law were in question. Dorothy never formally joined any women’s rights organizations but preferred to fight the battle on her own. She penned numerous articles for various New York City newspapers to foster an awareness of how the legal system failed American women.

In 1938 Dorothy was selected as the U.S. representative to the League of Nations for the committee study on the legal status of women internationally.

Dorothy vs. McCarthyism

She made headlines again in 1950 when Senator Joseph McCarthy put forward her name for the first person in America to be investigated for her supposed relationship with the Communist Party.

She confronted McCarthy, denying any association with Communism, and called him a liar. Although the Senate subcommittee cleared her of the charges, her career in public service was tainted.

One of her most notable cases came a few years later, in 1957 when an all-male jury in Florida convicted a woman named Gwendolyn Hoyt of murdering her husband. The defense argument was based on Mrs. Hoyt’s testimony that her husband had been beating her for years.

In 1957 in Florida, all juries were male-only. Women could volunteer to become a juror, but the process was so complicated and lengthy that it rarely occurred. Dorothy took up the challenge and represented Gwendolyn Hoyt, stipulating that Mrs. Hoyt had been denied her constitutional rights by denying her a jury of her peers. An all-male jury did not qualify as her peers.

Hoyt vs. Florida

Hoyt vs. Florida made it to the U.S. Supreme Court (which at that time in history had all-male justices) and lost. The male judges ruled that women were the center of the home and family life and should not have to be considered for jury duty.

Dorothy was furious and frustrated by the loss, but her case would inspire future lawyers championing social justice.

After Hoyt vs. Florida, Dorothy began preparing legal briefs for the NAACP and the ALCU, and she joined the forces seeking to pass the Equal Rights Amendment.

Dorothy was a trailblazer, and as such, she often rebelled against societal norms. She never married, preferring to have a series of intense romantic relationships with several prominent men. Her streak of personal independence did not fit the confines of marriage.

Diagnosed with stomach cancer in her early 80s, she refused to stop working and continued participating in President Lyndon Johnson’s War on Poverty. Up to the very end, she worked as an advocate for the poor.

Her Legacy

Dorothy died five days short of her 84th birthday. The year was 1972, and a young female lawyer had just volunteered as an attorney for the American Civil Liberties Union, focusing on gender equality and women’s rights. She had read extensively about Dorothy Kenyon’s career.

That young lawyer was Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

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Passionate about strong women’s stories from history, check out my three novels, Cut From Strong Cloth, Last Curtain Call, and Counting Crows. My non-fiction book is B-52 DOWN. All of my books can be ordered from your favorite bookstore, or found on line and available on Kindle.

Watch for my news this fall for my newest book, Opening Closed Doors, where the courage of one woman helps to end segregation in a small Virginia town.

~ Linda

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Rosalind Franklin: the Unsung Heroine of DNA

Posted on May 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda Harris Sittig

Although you know Rosalind Franklin’s scientific discovery, you may not recognize her name.

That is because her accomplishment was overshadowed and credited to three men: Francis Crick, James Watson, and Maurice Wilkins, who won the 1962 Nobel Prize for discovering the molecular structure of DNA.

However, their ‘discovery’ was based on Rosalind Franklin’s data.

Early Years

Born in July 1920 in Notting Hill, London, to an affluent Jewish family, Rosalind exhibited a robust academic aptitude from early childhood. By the age of six, when other children were playing games, Rosalind worked on arithmetic problems she designed for herself.

Recognizing her talents, her parents enrolled her in 1931 at St. Paul’s School for Girls in London because it was one of the few female schools teaching physics and chemistry. While there, Rosalind excelled in math, languages, and science and graduated with enough honors to win a scholarship to university.

However, her father asked her to give the scholarship to a deserving refugee student instead. This humanitarian act most likely stemmed from Rosalind’s parents had taken in two Jewish refugee children who had escaped from the Nazis on the Kindertransport program the same year Rosalind matriculated from St. Paul’s.

Higher Education and Research

Rosalind then attended college in Cambridge, England, to study chemistry and graduated with honors. She stayed at Cambridge on a research fellowship and eventually earned her Ph.D. in Chemistry in 1945.

After WWII, Rosalind went to Paris to study with Jacques Mering, an X-ray crystallographer. With him, she learned how to apply X-ray diffraction to amorphous substances.

Then in 1950, Rosalind received a fellowship at King’s College in London to work in the Biophysics Unit. Her director, John Randall, asked Rosalind to begin work on DNA fibers because she was the only one with experience of experimental diffraction.

Randall then assigned Raymond Gosling to be her research assistant. Gosling had been Maurice Wilkins’ assistant up to that time.

DNA

In 1950 Swiss chemist Rudolf Signer was able to prepare a purified DNA sample from the thymus of a calf. Signer freely distributed the sample to Maurice Wilkins. Then while Wilkins was on holiday, Randall (having reassigned Gosling now to Rosalind) gave Rosalind the go-ahead to proceed with her research with the DNA sample Wilkins had obtained.

She immediately started applying her expertise with X-ray diffraction. She adjusted and refined an X-ray tube and camera to produce better X-ray images than had previously existed. She recorded her analysis in her lab notebook, “Evidence of spiral structure with refined photographs.”

Rosalind then presented her notes on the DNA sample at a lecture at King’s College. The date was November 1951.She continued her research throughout 1952, and by January 1953, she concluded that all DNA forms had helices (spirals). Next, she began to write a series of manuscripts about her conclusion.

At the same time, Cambridge researcher James Watson visited Rosalind’s lab and viewed her DNA X-ray photo.

On March 6, 1953, two of Rosalind’s manuscripts were considered for publication in Denmark.

On March 7th, the next day, Francis Crick and James Watson completed a draft model of their DNA interpretation, showing a double helix. They were also alerted that Rosalind was leaving King’s College to transfer to Birkbeck College.

The Controversy

No one knows the exact moment Rosalind realized the DNA was undoubtedly a double helical molecule. Evidence from her lab books shows that by February 1953, she was convinced of the helical structure of DNA but was not sure if it was a double or single helix.

Crick and Watson, however, published their experimental DNA model on April 25, 1953, with one simple footnote acknowledging they had been stimulated in their research by the yet unpublished research of Rosalind Franklin.

Rosalind and Raymond Gosling did publish their evidence of the double helix, but not until July 25, 1953.

Then Rosalind turned her attention to RNA and the Tobacco Mosaic Virus.

In early 1958 The Brussels World’s Fair decided to exhibit her model of the Tobacco Mosaic Virus at the International Science Pavilion.

The Fair opened on April 17th, and Rosalind died the next day, April 18th, from ovarian cancer.

She was 37 years old, and her gift to the world went largely unnoticed outside of the field of X-ray science.

She had been a gifted student, a young woman who loved to travel and hike, and although never married, she dedicated her life to research and a small circle of like-minded scientific friends.

In James Watson’s 1968 memoir, Double Helix, he portrayed Rosalind Franklin as uncooperative, unattractive, and incompetent.

Really? Might he have chosen three other words to describe her brilliant contribution to science?

If DNA is the blueprint of our cells, then surely Rosalind Franklin should be described and remembered as a scientific architect – a premier architect.

I hope you enjoyed Rosalind’s story. If you are not yet a follower of this blog, please sign up on the right side bar and pass the blog on to a friend.

You can find my novels of three Strong Women, Cut from Strong Cloth, Last Curtain Call, and Counting Crows in bookstores and on line. A kindle version is available from Amazon. I also have a non-fiction book, B-52 DOWN about the 1964 B-52 that crashed in the western Maryland mountains during a blizzard with two nuclear bombs on board.

Wishing everyone well.

~Linda

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The 120 Strong Women I Know

Posted on April 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda Harris Sittig

Back in April 2012, I wrote these words:

Welcome to my blog – Strong Women in History. My name is Linda Harris Sittig, and if you have found your way here, you are most likely also intrigued by the many fascinating women in history whose lives made a difference. I have always been fascinated by the women who dared to be different, those who courageously stood up for what they believed, faced adversarial opponents, and who forged ahead to do something unique with their lives. Join me on the first of every month as I pay tribute to a Strong Woman in History.

In the previous year, I had made two life-changing discoveries.

  1. I had finished reading the biography of Cleopatra only to discover that old high school textbooks and Hollywood had warped my entire view of her. Instead, I learned that she was a truly accomplished woman who spoke eight languages, was well versed in military tactics, and believed in the importance of literacy for her people. Not exactly Elizabeth Taylor, who had portrayed her in the movie version.
  2. I had also discovered an ancestor, Ellen Canavan, who in 1861 had envisioned a better cloth for soldiers’ uniforms. No one took her seriously, so she partnered with a local factory owner, James Nolan, who was my great-grandfather. Together they created a strong cloth of combined wool and cotton for soldiers’ uniforms and sold the fabric to the U.S. government just as the Civil War exploded. Ellen, however, died a few years later and all the credit and the fortune went to my great-grandfather, who buried her with only his name for identification.

Armed with indignation over Cleopatra and Ellen Canavan, I set out to create a blog that would pay tribute to strong women. I started with Cleopatra but then decided to focus on strong women from history who should have become famous (like Ellen Canavan) but whose accounts had been forgotten.

Over the past ten years, I have profiled 120 women whose stories I brought back to life. I have tried to include women from multiple races, religions, nationalities, and locations worldwide.

It takes me approximately 5 – 6 hours per woman to research, write the first draft, edit, find a graphic, and create the WordPress blog. Some of the women’s stories have been easier to write than others, but each woman has left me with a renewed aspiration to do my part in making this a better world.

You can search the blog on the right sidebar to find previous stories, but here is a sampling of some of my favorites.

Sigridur Tomasdottir of Iceland was still a young woman in 1900 when she devoted her life to preserving the Gullfoss Waterfall from being bought by foreign investors for industrial use of hydroelectric power. Today, the Gullfoss Waterfall is one of Iceland’s most prominent tourist attractions.

Cicely Saunders of England became a doctor in 1957 and focused her energies on working with terminally ill patients. Ten years later, she opened the first public Hospice program and operated the program until her death at eighty-seven. Today, there are Hospice programs on every inhabitable continent.

Ka’ahumanu of Hawaii was one of King Kamehameha’s wives, who in the early 1800s bravely broke the taboo system that kept women subservient in the Hawaiian culture. The taboo system had lasted for over 1,500 years.

Josie Murray, in 1957, challenged the unwritten rule of segregation in her small southern town of Purcellville, Virginia, when she marched into the town library to check out a book. Denied access because of her race, Josie and her husband Sam worked with a lawyer to sue for the right to use a public library. Today all public libraries in the United States are open to everyone.

Edyth Fox was an energetic young woman who had worked for President Franklin D. Roosevelt in Washington D.C. But in 1954, she was a young mother of two boys and diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. Refusing to let the disease ruin her life, Edyth became heavily involved with community activities for the next 40 years, earning the accolade of Multiple Sclerosis Mother of the Year.

Irena Sandler of Poland was a social worker in 1939 when the Nazi Army invaded her homeland. She immediately joined an underground network that worked to orchestrate escapes for hundreds of Jewish children trapped in the Warsaw ghetto. As each child escaped, Irena wrote their name on a scrap of paper and put it in a jar. By the end of WWII, Irena had multiple jars buried in a friend’s garden. Her effort was to keep the children’s names alive and hopefully be reunited with family.

Karin Bergöö was one of Sweden’s premier textile artists from the early 1900s. However, her art and her life were overshadowed by her famous husband, Carl Larsson, who is still one of the most well-known Swedish painters. However, if you visit an IKEA store, you will see what is known as ‘new Swedish design,’ the art style that Karin Bergöö Larsson started over 100 years ago.

And there were so many more…

Katie Hall Underwood, Emily Roebling, Margaret Sanger, Katherine Johnson, Susan Koerner, and hundreds more.

But perhaps my favorite was Isabelle Romée. I found her name while on a trip to France in a small, off-the-way museum in the countryside. If anyone deserves the Mother of the Year award, it would be Isabelle. Living in the 1400s, she spent most of her life trying to prove that her daughter had not practiced witchcraft. She petitioned the Vatican year in and year out to investigate her daughter’s case, but she died before learning that not only was her daughter exonerated, she became a saint. Isabelle’s daughter was Joan of Arc.

I salute Strong Women everywhere. In my writing room, I have this quote framed:

Here’s to strong women. May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them.

Happy birthday, blog! Onto year eleven!

~ Linda

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The Couney Family: Giving Preemies a Chance to Live

Posted on March 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

By Linda Harris Sittig

You’ve heard the adage, “It takes a village.” But sometimes, it takes just one family to make a profound difference. This month’s blog is not about a strong woman; it is about her family – the Couney Family of Brooklyn, New York.

And as in most good stories, the backstory sets the foundation.

THE BACK STORY

In the nineteenth century, babies born prematurely were considered genetic weaklings and often did not thrive. The mortality rate worldwide was high for children born 3-4 weeks early and weighing less than 5 pounds.

But in the mid-1850s, a French gynecologist named Dr. Etienne Tarnier started using special incubators to help premature babies survive.

By 1880 several research reports in France were extolling the virtues of incubators, even though medical authorities viewed the practice as quackery. Sixteen years later, Dr. Pierre Budin used the incubators with even greater success. In 1896 he gained permission to showcase six incubators, with preemies, to the World’s Fair in Berlin.

Martin Couney stared at the incubators at that exposition, impressed that people would pay to see such tiny babies lying in glass cribs. Two years later, Martin Couney immigrated to America, with dreams in his head of saving babies and making money.

CONEY ISLAND

Martin settled on Coney Island, New York, the most famous vacationland in America. It was known for its amusement parks, seaside bathing, and a 2.7-mile long Boardwalk. Coney Island attracted several thousand visitors every year.  Scraping together all the money he could find, Couney convinced the owners of Luna Park to let him set up an exhibit on the Boardwalk, where people could pay to see tiny babies.

Martin opened his incubator facility in 1903, and at just 10 cents a ticket, viewers flocked to his modest setup, called All the World Loves a Baby.

At first, he found only a few families willing to take a chance to save their premature babies’ lives. Martin did not charge the parents even a cent because he planned on the income generated from ticket sales to cover the cost of running the facility.

1904

The year 1904 was significant. Martin had by then hired a staff of six professional nurses, four registered and two wet nurses who rotated on a 24-hour schedule. In addition, he paid two local doctors to visit the facility daily. An early proponent of the importance of breastfeeding, Martin was adamant that the wet nurses stay as healthy as possible. They were immediately fired if caught smoking, drinking, or eating hot dogs (!). He was also an early proponent of the positive effect of babies being held, and every day each preemie was cuddled and gently rocked by a nurse.

It was also the year he fell in love with one of the professional nurses, Annabelle Segner. Marrying after a short courtship, Annabelle and Martin quickly became a team. Together they handled the intake of each preemie. The infant was immediately given a sponge bath, rubbed down with alcohol, swaddled, and given a small drop of brandy (if the baby was big enough to swallow) before being placed in a glass incubator kept at 96 degrees.

The facility was immaculate, the staff wore starched uniforms, and the babies were fed on a regular two-hour feeding schedule.

And to their credit, the Couneys took any preemie brought to them regardless of race, religion, or social class. And although it cost $15.00 (about $400 today) per incubator for the medical care, parents were never charged. Martin had been right. The entrance fee to the exhibit covered all the operating costs, good wages for the staff, and enough left for the Couney’s to open a second exhibit.

Then in 1907, Annabelle went into labor six weeks early and delivered a baby girl weighing only three pounds. They named her Hildegard.

BABY HILDEGARD

Annabelle and Martin immediately put Hildegard into their program. As each week went by, their baby daughter flourished and grew up to become a nurse at the facility. And although they hired barkers to stand outside the entrance to entice the crowd, the family considered their operation a small hospital, not a sideshow. In reality, it was a functioning neonatal intensive care unit.

I want to share that one of the Incubator Baby barkers was a clean-shaven, good-looking young man named Archie. Archie Leach worked for the Couney family for two years. But you would know him by his Hollywood name, Cary Grant.

SUMMARY

Annabelle died in 1936, and after Cornell Hospital opened the first New York premature Infant Station in 1943, Martin and Hildegard closed the Coney Island facility.

Today, of course, it would be considered unethical to house preemies in a public exhibit. But if you could talk to any parents whose preemie survived because of the Couney’s, I doubt they had any regrets.

Today, 1 in 10 babies born in America is premature. But thank goodness we have neonatal hospital facilities in all 50 states.

But from 1903 to 1943, the Couney family took in over 8,000 babies and boasted an 85% survival rate.

It took a family’s efforts to save thousands of preemie lives.

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Linda😊

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Vera Cooper Rubin: Persistent Star Tracker

Posted on February 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

By Linda Harris Sittig

As a child, I was always fascinated by the stars. But unlike Vera Rubin, I never considered the possibility of studying them. The best I have done is put an app, The Night Sky, on my smartphone.

But Vera Rubin went way beyond my celestial interests. She became one of the premier American astronomers whose work changed our knowledge of the universe.

Never heard of her? That is why I am bringing you her story.

The Early Years

Born in Philadelphia in 1928 to Jewish immigrants, Vera showed a keen curiosity even as a child. When Vera was ten, the family moved to Washington D.C., and she slept facing a north window. One night she awoke to discover that the stars had moved! Wondering about this revelation, she decided she needed a telescope.

So, she convinced her father to help her build one. Crudely fashioned out of an industrial cardboard tube, Vera marveled at what she found in the inky darkness of the night sky.

Encouraged by her parents, she excelled at school and won a scholarship to attend prestigious Vassar College. Her high school physics teacher commented that she would probably be okay if she didn’t try to study science.

Wow, did she prove him wrong! She graduated Phi Beta Kappa in 1948 from Vassar–the only astronomy major in her graduating class. Next, she applied to Princeton University for graduate school but was denied due to her gender.

Hmm. Phi Beta Kappa from Vassar but can’t get into Princeton because she is female.

She married Robert Rubin, whom she met during a summer job at the Naval Research Laboratory, and joined him at graduate school at Cornell University.

While at Cornell, she completed her master’s thesis and became pregnant with her first child. Before the baby’s birth, Vera planned to talk about her research to the American Astronomical Society. But her advisor suggested that since she was heavily pregnant, he could present her research instead.

She declined his offer and gave a ten-minute talk on the velocity distribution of the galaxies. The members of the Society were polite but somewhat skeptical of her data, even though Vera had studied the motions of 109 separate galaxies. She had already observed firsthand the deviations of how those galaxies move apart from one another.

Vera, now 23 with a degree in Astronomy from Vassar and a Master of Science from Cornell, became a new mother. For the next 18 months, she stayed home, taking her baby to the park and reading Astrophysical Journal while he napped.

But she wasn’t content. In 1952, with her husband’s encouragement, she applied for a Ph.D. in Astronomy from Georgetown University. Classes were twice a week, at night. Fortunately, Vera’s mother took care of the baby.

The Working Years

Now armed with a Ph.D., she continued her research on galaxies. In 1954 she submitted her doctorate research which concluded that galaxies were clumped together rather than randomly distributed in the universe. She sent the work to the Astrophysical Journal for publication, but her paper was rejected. Once again undeterred, she published her findings instead in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences.

It wasn’t long afterward that Georgetown offered Vera a research spot which eventually led to a teaching position she kept for ten years.

In 1962 Vera and six of her graduate students worked together on a paper. Their research centered on if cataloged stars could determine the rotation curve for stars distant from the center of our galaxy.

Once again, she submitted the paper to the Astrophysical Journal. This time the editor agreed to publish the work, BUT without giving the names of the student researchers. Vera replied that she would then withdraw the paper. The editor finally changed his mind, and the report was published.

In 1964 Bob took a sabbatical and, with their four children in tow, Vera and Bob headed to San Diego, California. Once there, she worked with Margaret and Geoffrey Burbidge, two renowned astronomers. Together, they took her to observatories in Arizona and Texas. Vera remembered most of that year because Margaret Burbidge inspired her to continue pursuing science.

A year later and back home in Washington D.C., Vera was invited by noted astronomer Allan Sandage to visit the Palomar Mountain 200-inch telescope. This site had previously been ‘off limits’ to female scientists.

She was thrilled. This was the same telescope that Fritz Zwicky had used in 1933 when he made his startling discovery that later would be identified as ‘black matter’ in space.

However, on her first day at the Palomar, Vera noticed there was only one bathroom, labeled MEN. The next day she arrived with a cutout silhouette of a woman and pasted it next to the sign for MEN. It was probably the first time a woman scientist had created a unisex bathroom.

In 1965 Vera joined the Carnegie Institution of Washington and met the man who would become her long-term collaborator, Kent Ford. Together, they worked on the controversial subject of galaxy clusters with Ford’s creation of an image tube spectrograph.

Now able to see astronomical objects previously too dim to analyze, Vera turned her research focus to study the rotation of the outer reaches of the galaxies. She found that the stars in the outmost regions of galaxies were moving as quickly as those in the center of the galaxy.

Previously, the accepted belief was that in a spiral galaxy like ours, the Milky Way, the core has the highest concentration of stars. However, when the stars of the outer region were traveling as quickly as the stars of the inner part, there had to be a reason. The only explanation for these flat rotation curves had to be a tremendous amount of unseen black matter in the outer regions. Vera’s initial calculations showed that almost 90 percent of galactic mass was invisible to us. (Today, scientists accept that 84 percent is the accepted calculation.)

The stars that we see are from the inner regions of our galaxy, and most of the mass of our universe is hidden from our view. And this, according to the scientific community, is one of the most significant paradigm shifts in astrophysics. It is known as the Rubin-Ford Effect.

Her STEM Legacy

Looking back over Vera’s legacy, I found that she wrote books, published over 150 scientific papers, and garnered many awards. And she became an associate editor for the Astrophysical Journal – yes, the same publication that had rejected her research paper in 1954.

In 1993 Vera Rubin was elected to the National Academy of Sciences, the second woman astronomer in its ranks. And presently, the Vera C. Rubin Observatory is being constructed on a mountain in Chile to focus on the dark matter of space.

She has an asteroid named after her, a ridge on Mars is called the Vera Rubin Ridge, and an American satellite launched in 2020 carries her name.

While 218 people have been awarded the Nobel Prize in Physics since 1901, only four have been women. And Vera Rubin was not one.

Since she died in 2016 at 88, a Nobel Prize will never be hers. And while that accolade would have been deserving, Vera often said her life goal was to encourage other women to enter scientific fields.

Vera was a scientist and an activist in gender equality. She lived her life with fierce persistence, undeterred by criticism, and her passion for understanding the stars reached a worldwide audience.

All four of her children earned Ph.D.s in the natural sciences or math.

I hope you enjoyed Vera Rubin’s inspirational story. This month’s blog was longer than usual, because I consulted numerous scientific publications about Vera’s life.  And I upped my learning curve! Thank you to Symmetry Magazine: Dimension of Particle Physics, Astronomy.com, Physics World, National Science Foundation, and Cosmic Horizons: Astronomy at the Cutting Edge for their published information on Vera Rubin.

Please share this month’s blog to encourage STEM education for girls. Science, Technology, Engineering, Math.

~ Linda

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Mary Martin Sloop, M.D.: Unstoppable Children’s Crusader

Posted on January 1, 2022 by lhsittig@verizon.net

By Linda Harris Sittig

Mary Martin Sloop’s impressive career had a rocky start.

Her Early Life

Born in Davidson, North Carolina, in 1873, Mary had the good fortune that her father believed in education for women, perhaps because he was a professor at Davidson College.

After having finished her public schooling in town, Mary soon turned fifteen. Her mother intended for Mary to attend a finishing school and thus prepare for the life of a social lady.

But her father overruled, and Mary set off for Statesville Female College for Women (now Mitchell Community College).

When she graduated three years later, she found her mother had become a total invalid. Mary did not hesitate but gave up any immediate plans for her secret dream – becoming a medical missionary. She remained at home instead for the next 12 years taking care of her mother and taking some pre-med classes at Davidson College. A tutor came to the house to teach her.

Mary’s Quest to Become a Doctor

Mary promptly enrolled in the North Carolina Medical College when her mother passed. The first two years would be spent at Davidson, and the remaining two years would be at Charlotte, North Carolina.

However, after her first year at Davidson, a major problem occurred. Women students were not allowed to participate in anatomy classes. It was deemed improper for a young woman to gaze upon the cadavers (dead bodies).

Without the anatomy course, Mary could not receive a medical diploma.

She began searching for women’s medical colleges in other states.

At this same time, she met a handsome student, Eustace Sloop, also studying to become a doctor. However, he was three years along in his studies, and Mary had applied to transfer to the Woman’s Medical College of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia.

While in Philadelphia, Eustace and Mary corresponded weekly, and he came up to Pennsylvania to visit her on several occasions.

When she graduated after her internship at the New England Hospital for Women and Children in Boston, she accepted her first real job as a doctor. She became the first female physician at Agnes Scott College in Georgia.

By this time, Eustace Sloop had established a practice in rural western Carolina in Plumtree’s tiny hamlet. Their engagement quickly turned into plans for marriage, and on July 2, 1908, Eustace and Mary married.

Coming to the Mountains of western North Carolina

Although she now realized that she would not become an overseas medical missionary, Mary decided that her talents would be needed just as much in the rural highlands of southern Appalachia.

How right she was.

However, additional obstacles occurred once more.

Because Eustace and Mary were not from the mountains, they were considered outlanders. (Yes, that was an actual saying back then). And because they were outlanders, the locals did not trust their medical advice.

Then, one night a young man was brought to their house with a ruptured appendix. Mary and Eustace rigged up equipment to sterilize their surgical supplies with no hospital or electric lights. They lit kerosene lanterns and placed the patient on a sturdy board. The operation took longer than they had hoped, and they fervently prayed that the man would survive.

He did, and with his recovery, the Sloops gained the villagers’ trust.

The need for a doctor in the Linville Valley of western North Carolina grew more urgent each year. Mary and Eustace found themselves riding hours up in the hollows to treat patients. Finally, they decided to move east to Crossnore, where their practice would be more centralized.

Moving to Crossnore, North Carolina

They established their Crossnore practice in December 1911 and stayed for the next forty-eight years.

Life as a pioneer doctor changed once again when Mary realized that in addition to sorely needed medical care, the children of the mountains were in critical need of a stable education.

So, she decided to build a school.

In 1913 Mary wrote to the State Education Department at Raleigh to learn how to receive funding to build a school.

The first hurdle required having a certain number of pupils who would all attend for a requisite number of months.

Back then, mountain children only went for four months of the year; the rest of the time, they were needed at home for planting, tending, and harvesting food. Then there was also the problem of how many children walked several miles to get to Crossnore, and in bad weather, they would stay home.

At first, Mary set her eyes on the old Sunday School room. She envisioned it as a full-time school with pupils attending Monday through Friday.

Even with some funding toward supplies, Raleigh could not supply workers. Undaunted, Mary found a local boy who attended carpentry school at Berea College and hired him to organize the menfolk to construct a school building.

Trees were cut down from the forests, dragged to a local sawmill, and made into lumber. Then the townspeople had to be convinced that a good school would benefit everyone.

It took a while to get everything functioning correctly, but the school grew in size, and three rooms with three teachers were soon needed to accommodate all the children who came.

And those early years weren’t easy ones. Mary continued to help Eustace with his practice, functioning as the additional doctor. She oversaw the school’s day-to-day operations and gave birth to their two children.

She battled problems with moonshiners, families who wanted their girls to quit school young so they could get married, and winters that were so frigid the children had to wear their coats and gloves all day inside the classrooms.

But through it all, Mary Martin Sloop persevered.

Together, Mary and Eustace managed to open a local hospital and increased the original one-class schoolroom into a schoolhouse complex of twenty buildings on over 250 acres. In 1924, the #DaughtersoftheAmericanRevolution stepped in and pledged their support to help provide an education of nine months, culminating in an eleventh-grade education. The D.A.R. still lends support to modern-day Crossnore School.

Mary continued her role in the school until 1959. She died three years later at the age of ninety – living only one year longer than Eustace.

Both her children were educated. Her daughter became a doctor, and her son became a dentist. And both of them returned to Crossnore to take up the reins and carry on Mary’s legacy.

Strong Women cause ripples across generations.

Thank you to blog follower Tina Dunn who sent me Mary’s story. If you would like to read Mary’s full memoir, read Miracle in the Hills, c. 1953.

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I hope to see my newest book, Opening Closed Doors, a story about the desegregation of Virginia’s public libraries, debut in late spring.

I am wishing you a healthy, happy, and prosperous new year in 2022.

~ Linda

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Virginia Hall: the Invisible Spy

Posted on December 1, 2021 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda Harris Sittig

Some humans are flashy and command attention.

Other humans exude confidence and attract attention.

And some humans pass by primarily unnoticed, almost like they were invisible.

When you decide to become a spy in WWII, willing to join the French Resistance, you want to be in the third category.

And Virginia Hall became an expert in being invisible, even though she had a wooden leg. The appendage placed her in the ‘disabled persons’ category, and no enemy expects a disabled person to be a master spy.

Here is her extraordinary story.

Born in 1906 to a well-to-do family in Baltimore, Maryland, she was the adventurous type even at a young age. She excelled in school and learned to speak multiple languages. In 1931 Virginia decided to further her studies in Europe and, while on a bird hunting expedition, sustained an accidental gunshot wound to her left foot. Gangrene set in, and the leg had to be amputated from the knee down.

An artificial leg might have stopped certain people from pursuing an active life, but not Virginia.

In 1933 she procured a job as a consular clerk at the American Embassy in Poland.  She excelled in the position and applied to become a diplomat with the U.S. Foreign Service.

She was denied, time and time again, because very few women were admitted to the Foreign Service in the 1930s, and she was considered disabled. She wrote to President Roosevelt, a disabled person, to plead her case, but her letters remained unanswered.

She quit the Department of State in 1939, still a consular clerk.

Denied the job of her dreams because of her prosthetic leg, she then applied to the newly created British Special Operations Executive, and they trained her extensively in various resistance operational techniques. In 1941 Virginia received orders from the SOE to infiltrate Vichy France posing as an American journalist working for the New York Post. She based her operations in Lyon, volunteered to drive ambulances for the French Army by day, and helped develop a complex of spy networks by night.

Adept with multiple languages, Virginia enlisted the help of Germaine Guérin, a woman who ran a successful brothel, whose clients tallied among high-ranking Nazi officers.

Germaine then passed on military secrets to Virginia that her ‘girls’ had learned from their clients.

Virginia quickly learned the advantage of appearing ‘invisible,’ and she discarded any of her fashionable clothes in exchange for non-descript garments. She often changed outfits multiple times in a day, depending on what her activities would entail.

She continued courageous and often outrageous maneuvers against the German Army, who referred to her as the limping lady.

Not one to claim the spotlight, Virginia helped choreograph the escape of numerous Allied airmen who had crashed in France. She arranged for their trek over the Pyrenees Mountains into neutral Spain and then on to England.

But perhaps her most daring exploit was when she coordinated the escape of 12 French Resistance agents held in the notorious Mauzac Prison. Enlisting the aid of a visiting wife, Virginia succeeded in having sardines in a tin brought to one of the prisoners. He then fashioned a key from the can, which allowed him to escape with the other 11 men.

In November of 1942, Virginia learned through intelligence sources that the Nazis were planning to invade Vichy France in Lyon, and she realized the perils she would face.

Without telling her plans to anyone, she enlisted a guide to help her walk the 7,500-foot pass in the Pyrenees to Spain. Together they covered almost 50 miles in two days. And remember, Virginia walked with a wooden leg.

Arrested in Spain and then freed by the American Embassy, she continued her SOE work in Madrid before leaving for England in 1943. By then, the SOE feared that her identity had been compromised and adamantly refused to put her back in France.

Once again, Virginia applied elsewhere. This time to the American Office of Strategic Services, better known as the OSS.

She was hired, helped to change her appearance and identity, and sent back to France to help train new resistance groups called Maquis who would support the Allied invasion of Normandy in June 1944. That would be D-Day.

After WWII ended, Virginia traveled back to Lyon, where she learned that her friend, Germaine Géurin, had been arrested and sent to a concentration camp but had survived.

Most of her other friends and contacts were not so lucky.

In 1945 General William Joseph Donovan of the OSS personally awarded Virginia with a Distinguished Service Cross to recognize her efforts in France; the only civilian woman to receive this award in World WWII.

In 1947 Virginia decided to stay in the United States and promptly applied to join the Central Intelligence Agency. She became one of the first women to be hired by the CIA, and several of her intelligence maneuvers are still taught in modern-day classes.

She eventually retired with her husband, Paul Goillot, to Barnesville, Maryland. Virginia died at the age of 76 and is buried in Pikesville, Maryland.

Invisible? Hardly. A strong, viable woman indeed.

Thank you to blog follower Jim Race for sending me the idea for Virginia’s story.

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While I work on my newest book, featuring an unforgettable Strong Woman, I wish everyone a happy, healthy, and blessed Holiday Season.

~ Linda

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Ann Goldman Cohen: Perseverence Was Her Key to Survival

Posted on November 2, 2021 by lhsittig@verizon.net

by Linda Harris Sittig

Strong women don’t always live extraordinary lives, but they often live during extraordinary times.

Like Ann Goldman Cohen.

Annie was born on December 5, 1885. That, in and of itself, is not extraordinary until you learn that she was born as a refugee on Gotland Island, Sweden. Her parents had been offered asylum after fleeing the pogroms of the Ukraine, where Jews were unfairly targeted.

Annie’s parents, Sophie and Moishe Goldman, left behind everything they knew and clung to the hope of a future free of fear for their children. In Annie’s youngest childhood years, she undoubtedly heard frightening stories about the Bolshevik’s treatment of the Jews.

In 1891 Annie’s family of seven (parents + five children) left Sweden for passage to the United States, where they hoped to start a new life. They traveled first to Liverpool, England, then to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and finally landed in southwest Virginia in a spot named Pocahontas.

It seems to have been a strange landing spot since they were the only Jewish family in town. However, they could take up residence on a small farm, and since Jews could not own land in the Ukraine, the Virginia farm was their first measure of success in the new country.

Moishe had been a rabbi, but with no other Jewish families around, he took the first job he could find. He became a ragman going door to door to retrieve rags that would later be washed, dried, and resold as fabric scraps. In addition, he farmed the land.

Annie begins her school life in America, where her family is solidly entrenched in the Jewish culture, but where Annie has no Jewish friends.

Moishe perseveres and becomes a successful junk dealer, and the family moves to Roanoke, where they can finally join a synagogue.

Annie also perseveres, studies hard in school, and begins to realize the importance of education.

In 1904 Annie met and fell in love with Hyman Cohen. Although he was Jewish, he only operated a local saloon, and both Sophie and Moishe wanted better for their daughter.

Undeterred, Hyman worked hard and changed the saloon into the Lynhaven Kitchen, specializing in oysters. The restaurant became quite popular, and Hyman earned permission to marry Annie.

At age 19, Annie became Mrs. Hyman Cohen and the head cashier of the Lynhaven Kitchen Restaurant.

Children quickly followed, but fate would soon test Annie’s mettle as heartbreaks also occurred.

Their firstborn child, Solomon, dies at the age of 3 months. Then, two daughters are born in successive years, Esther and Blanche.

At age 25, Annie develops appendicitis. Because she also has a rheumatic heart, she travels to Baltimore, where a Jewish physician can perform the appendectomy. Back home in Roanoke, a nursemaid takes care of Esther and Blanche, and the girls go outside to play.

The weather was hot. The girls were dressed in light cotton dresses and tossed a ball to each other. The ball rolled out onto the new asphalt road, and Esther, age 5, ran into the street to retrieve it. Running across the freshly laid tar caused a spark to ignite, and her dress caught fire. She did not survive. It was a tragedy that pierced the entire family, and Annie blamed herself for going to Baltimore.

But as with other strong women, Annie picked herself up and continued to add another child to the family, Danny. Within the next four years, Annie gives birth to twins. The boy baby fails to thrive and dies at six weeks, and the girl, Gertrude, survives.

Annie has lost three children but adds the last children to her family with two more boys, Sammy and Michael.

As her husband’s restaurant prospers, Annie uses their money to supplement the children’s education. Three sets of encyclopedias in the home broaden their knowledge, and Annie provides them with classical music lessons. By the end of 1928, she has placed Blanche, Danny, and Gertrude in college.

And then the Great Stock Market crash of 1929 wipes out every penny of Annie and Hyman’s savings, and the restaurant goes under, and they lose their house as well.

Annie writes to her brother in Chicago with the creditors closing in and not knowing what else to do. She sends Hyman ahead to the city to see if he can get a job, and she procures a truck. With the driver’s help, they load whatever furniture and keepsakes will fit in the back and set out for Chicago.

Annie and Hyman and their two youngest sons, Sammy and Michael, lived in a one-room Chicago tenement apartment. Annie’s brother is in the wrecking business, where he collects the salvage from razed buildings. At 12 and 13, Michael and Sammy work for their uncle instead of attending school, and Hyman takes a job with the wrecking business as well.

Not one to complain or be bitter, Annie had started life as a refuge baby, then became an American immigrant, and finally a businesswoman in partnership with her husband. She had buried three children, had risen to a solidly middle-class American life, and then plunged into bankruptcy.

By age 49, she paid the consummate price when her heart stopped beating.

You may be wondering why I chose her for my strong woman this month. I did because of the legacy she left behind.

Her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren all inherited her can-do attitude. They learned to surmount their obstacles in life and became doctors, lawyers, engineers, rabbis, artists, movie producers, firefighters, railroad executives, and prosperous farmers.

Today, all four granddaughters carry Annie’s name, keeping her legacy and her spirit alive.

Thank you to blog follower Ann Paciulli for sharing Annie’s story with me.

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