Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Women’s history month, Ora and Ruth
Autos by WomenHelene Rother Ackerknecht, born in 1908 in Leipzig, Germany, was the first woman to design cars for GM.She worked on all the 1940s cars.
For today (Wednesday):
I enjoyed ‘some’ history in my short time in school. Since then I have also heard and read names of people who made a historical difference. Jane Austen was a writer that did some stirring of her own. Maya Angelou was also a poet and entertainer who walked on the edge. I have never known anyone who effected change in history enough to get their names in history books.
But in my short history I have known many women who could have given advice to Presidents, kings and Queens. You have got to know the women behind men in uniform to know what they have overcome. Ora, who once blogged but now is alive on Facebook can hold you spell bound with her life, following her husband who was a Chaplain in the Army. We drove to Kentucky to talk her about the Cochlear implants I was considering. She is a wonderful, articulate and open lady. She gave me some pointers and a lot of good advice. She is also very cool, that lady. LOL
I had a sister in law named Ruth. Since my brothers were old enough to serve in WWII and I was still a baby, their wives were old enough to be my mother. Ruth was a down to earth MOTHER. I looked forward to staying with Ruth in the summer. They lived out in the woods. Her son Howard was near my age.
I related this in the book, “Jack and Sherry’ A love story”. When I was about 6 yrs old I had a runny nose and spied a box that I was sure was Kleenex. But the things were stuck together and I could not pull it apart. Ruth spied me sitting on the floor beside the box pulling at this thing. She asked what I was doing. I explained I needed to blow my nose. She was so sweet, “Honey use my hanky,” And she took the Kotex from me. Well you must admit the boxes look a lot alike to a 6 year old.
Later in life at the Dr’s office he discovered she was on the verge of a heart attack. He started to call an ambulance and she flat refused. My friend will drive me there. Finally he agreed. In the car she told her friend to go thru Hardees drive thru, ”they won’t feed my anything at the hospital!” That is the Ruth-Truth, and she arrived at the hospital in time to be treated for a ‘for-real heart attack!’ That was her.