ABSTRACT

I came into adulthood in the 1970’s, smack in the middle of the second wave of feminism. Title IX, outlawing sex discrimination in any school receiving federal assistance, became the law of the land. Worn copies of Our Bodies, Ourselves stood on the bookshelves of all my friends. The Equal Rights Amendment seemed within spitting distance. By two decades later, I had parented both son and daughter into their own adulthoods, striving all the while to avoid sex and gender stereotypes and their inherent limitations. In other words, I was formed in an era imbued with debate and practice about rights and possibilities, irrespective of gender.