Fifty-nine cents. For years, I wore a button – ’59 cents.’ Many of my colleagues wore it also. The purpose was so that people would come up and ask, ‘What does ’59 cents’ mean?’ One could then launch into a discussion about how women working full time in the U.S. earn 59 cents for every dollar earned by men.
This is the highest wisdom that I own; freedom and life are earned by those alone who conquer them each day anew.
I had a really nice childhood; I had great parents. I earned my allowance by washing dishes, and in the summer I earned my allowance by working in daddy’s garden.
In law school, I earned the respect of professors and served on the editorial board of ‘The Yale Law Journal.’
Men there have been who have done the essayist’s part so well as to have earned an immortality in the doing; but we have had not many of them, and they make but a poor figure on our shelves. It is a pity that things should be thus with us, for a good essayist is the pleasantest companion imaginable.
Throughout his long career, Washington earned the adulation not merely of ordinary people but of the other luminaries whom we now hail as ‘founding fathers.’
I was 14 years old in August of 1968 and had earned the money and had managed to get tickets as a guest of the Massachusetts delegation to the Republican convention in Miami and where I was on the floor in the Rockefeller demonstrations.
I think, with never-ending gratitude, that the young women of today do not and can never know at what price their right to free speech and to speak at all in public has been earned.