I can't believe I once thought they were namby-pamby ladies who were too nice to do much.
Since I got drafted to the board of my local League after volunteering to build them a website I've been disabused of that notion. These women are nice, but they are determined, smart, fierce. And they wear me out.
I've been involved in two-hour redistricting interviews and mappings twice a week for several weeks, plus another hour or so of planning, plus lots of publicity to do, plus preps for candidate forums (3) coming up, plus voter registration, plus making public comments at the County Commissioners Court, plus pulling together info on the fall elections, plus testimony to the Legislature on redistricting. And that's just in the month of September, which isn't over yet.
I guess I hadn't connected the current generation with the women who put their lives and their liberty on the line to gain the right to vote. These are their granddaughters in many cases, and it's in the genes. It is in my case. My mom was a lifelong member. I was a donating member, but not active until recently. What an eye-opener.