Patriotism by Word & Action

I have experienced the heart of patriotism. In simplest terms, patriotism is devotion to one’s country. It’s no surprise that the heart of patriotism lives in our nation’s capital. No, it’s not the Capitol nor the Supreme Court. Certainly not the White House. More important than the location, however, is that this shining illustration of patriotism is going away at the end of this year.

The Newseum lies on Pennsylvania Avenue between the Capitol and the White House. From its terrace on the top floor, you can look down Pennsylvania toward the Capitol. What a perfect location for the Fourth Estate, the moniker first coined by Edmund Burke in 1787. The Fourth Estate observes and reports on the political process. It’s another check and balance for democracy.

This news journalism museum is immediately identifiable by a row of the world’s front pages of the day running the length of the building. Look up. Engraved on a tall granite panel running the height of the building is the First Amendment. These 45 words are the essence of American democracy, and I will see them repeated many times and in many variations inside the Newseum.

I didn’t tour the Newseum in the recommended way. I stumbled on a brief orientation film in the Hubbard Broadcasting Concourse at the end of my journey. The film suggested starting on the sixth level and working your way down. Oops!

Much as I approach life, I forged my own path and started with the first floor Pulitzer Prize Photographic Gallery. It seemed so innocent, photographs since 1942 lining the walls. But they were more than photographs. They were stories of humanity. Some were whimsical. Others offered hope—children playing in the Chicago projects, the 1992 Barcelona Olympics, moving children to freedom through a barbed wire fence.

Noted photographer Eddie Adams, himself a Pulitzer Prize winner, once said, “If it makes you laugh, if it makes you cry, if it rips out your heart, that’s a good picture.” I saw many good pictures that day. By the end, they blinded me with my own tears.

I revisited my early childhood with the emotional appeals from photos capturing the Kent State shootings and the Vietnam War. I relived the day of the Oklahoma City bombing with the image of a first responder carrying Baylee Almon from the devastated Murrah building.

When a photograph reached out and grabbed me, which was often, I could read about the photographer and the circumstances surrounding the shooting of the prize-winning photograph. The famine pictures were painful to see. Then I came to a photograph of a vulture stalking an emaciated young girl in the Sudan. This 1994 winner of the Pulitzer Prize for feature photography haunted me. Apparently, it also haunted its 33-year-old photographer. Months after the Pulitzer, Kevin Carter took his own life.

Had I followed the recommended route, I would have started with the beginnings of American democracy in 1776 when the Pennsylvania Evening Post became the first newspaper to publish the Declaration of Independence. I saw how the Constitution, created in 1788, was anchored by the First Amendment a few years later.

Exhibit after exhibit documents how the First Amendment provided the rights that our democracy is based upon—religion, speech, press, assembly, and petition. Rights that changed history. Rights that led to women getting the right to vote. Rights that fought segregation and wars. With Watergate, these rights showed Americans that no one was above the law.

I passed a quote – Journalism is the first draft of history – attributed to Washington Post publisher Phil Graham. If he wasn’t the first to say it, he certainly made us understand it.

The fourth floor 9-11 Gallery demands another hard look at journalism and democracy. A timeline of that fateful day circles around a mangled piece of the broadcast tower from the first World Trade Center tower. Newspaper front pages from around the world wallpaper a wall two stories high. The headlines and the photos convey the shock in reporting the news.

The Newseum didn’t just show history. It also offered a sobering view of the current status of free press around the world. A world map lights up green (freedom of the press), yellow (partial freedom), and red (no freedom of the press). Green is not the majority color. And if that isn’t a wakeup call, then the Journalists Memorial is an ear-splitting alarm. Reporting the news can be a dangerous job whether you’re reporting wars or you’re reporting on governments that don’t value transparency. Over 2,300 journalists around the world have died on the job. 

Any doubts about the important role journalists play in society are quickly erased in the Bloomberg News Gallery, a collection of non-print news from radio to the Internet. I settle into a chair and watch television footage of 9-11 and the Oklahoma City bombing. I witness change agents in action from the mid-1960s—James Meredith getting shot during his March against Fear and the Freedom Riders exposing segregation.

Weighed down by the seriousness, I find some lightness at the NBC News Interactive Newsroom, where children of all ages sit in the broadcaster’s seat to deliver the news on camera. The power of television is demonstrated once again with the Jon Stewart exhibit. News has been delivered with a dose of comedy since the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour of the late 1960s. Excerpts of it are running along with clips from Saturday Night Live, the Stephen Colbert Show, and of course, The Daily Show.  All showed me what an impact comedy has had in introducing people to current events. Yes, sometimes you have to laugh at the absurdity of it all, and then you take steps to learn more about issues that affect you.

At the end of December, the Newseum will no longer stand guard on Pennsylvania Avenue. It is closing its doors. This non-profit museum just doesn’t have the numbers of visitors it needs to sustain itself. It faces intense competition from the Smithsonian museums—all free—standing just hundreds of feet away along the National Mall.

The Newseum is rumored to reopen its doors in another city someday. I doubt it will have the same impact that it does on 555 Pennsylvania Avenue. I hope I’m wrong. We need this reminder of patriotism in action.

Until then, if you have the opportunity to visit the Newseum, I strongly recommend it. Just look for these words– Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

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The World All Lit Up

Sometime you can be aware of something without comprehending its significance. That describes my relationship with Christmas lights to a T. The Christmas lights of my youth don’t hold an important place my memories. I remember outside lights being much larger than present day bulbs. Smaller lights decorated the Christmas tree in our living room. More memorable was that the home we lived in longest during my childhood had a vast living room where the tree resided, but the fireplace was in the family room where the stockings were hung by the chimney with care. Each Christmas morning would find us around the tree opening gifts and forgetting about the stockings that were in another room. But when we remembered, it was like extending the Christmas joy a little longer.

Holiday lights

Out in the world, holiday lights were just something that happened during a specific time of year, like the leaves changing colors in the autumn. Until one year at a youth shelter where I first did a practicum and later worked during graduate school.

On occasion, we took our teenage residents out. Often for a change of scenery like a park. Sometimes hiking. Perhaps to the movies if we could find a theater willing to donate admission. One year, we went to see Christmas lights. Our youth shelter van joined a line of cars snaking through a well-appointed neighborhood far from the neighborhoods most of our teens grew up. I was amazed by the number of hoses with lovely and sometimes elaborate light displays. And even more amazed by the people dedicating an evening to viewing them. It added to that holiday feeling that warms you no matter the temperature outdoors.

Thanks to Thomas Edison’s invention of the light bulb, which he patented in 1880, holiday lights are a major industry today. Approximately 150 million light sets are sold in the United States each year, joining the millions brought out from closets and attics after the Thanksgiving meal is over for another year. Festive lights adorn 80 million homes, not to mention businesses and commercial displays. Each December, these holiday decorations consume 6 percent of the nation’s electrical load.

The Germans introduced Christmas trees or the Tannenbaum. By the latter half of the 19th century, the Christmas tree industry was in full swing. Decorated with ornaments, the tree became even more exceptional when lit. The first Christmas tree lights were candles. Can anyone say fire hazard?

outdoor tree with lights

Edward Hibberd Johnson, an associate of Edison’s, had an AHA moment. He hand-wired 80 red, white and blue light bulbs together and strung them around a Christmas tree. The idea caught on, particularly once electricity became easily available. In in 1894, President Cleveland put electric lights on the White House tree. As lights became more affordable in the 1940s and 1950s, people began putting them up on their houses, and a trend was born.

When my children were young, we journeyed to see the best regional light displays. It was an event that almost always included hot chocolate. On the home front, I would climb on top of the house and put up our own lights. Not a display worthy of a line of cars, just a nod of recognition to the season.

Bricktown Canal holiday boat ride

These days, I’m not as eager to crawl around on the roof, so the lights adorn my front porch instead. I’ve added canal boat rides to my lights itinerary. The Riverwalk in San Antonio, and most recently, Bricktown in Oklahoma City. There’s something about the lights reflecting in the water that makes it ok to crowd into a boat with a couple of dozen strangers.

Perhaps what holiday lights do is remind us to stop and take notice. It really is the most magical time of the year.

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Women and Computer Science

Typically when I’m researching one of my female subjects for STEM books, I have to hunt hard for women in the early days of a particular field. In the history of sciences, women’s work was often appropriated by husbands or other males. Women scientists spent incredible energy fighting for the right to even attend college. Then they had to fight for jobs and membership into professional societies. They constantly fought for recognition…to be taken seriously. With all these uphill battles, you wonder how they had the energy to discover anything.

Imagine my surprise when I was researching “Gutsy Girls Go for Science: Programmers” to find that not one, but two of the first names in programming belonged to women! In 1843, Ada Lovelace published the first computer program. It was for the analytical engine, a mechanical general purpose computer designed by Charles Babbage.

A century later, Grace Hopper becomes the chief programmer for the Mark I, an electromechanical computer used by the military to program rocket trajectories and solve engineering problems. She wrote the first programming manual—500 pages on the Mark I. Later, she developed the first compiler, a translator that turned human commands into computer-speak. She also led a team to develop an early programming language for business, COBOL.

In 1946, the first electronic computer was created. The ENIAC ushered in the modern age of computing. When it was unveiled, it became a major news story featuring physicist John Mauchly and electrical engineer J. Presper Eckert. The news ignored the ENIAC programmers, but if you look in the background of the photos, you can see some of these six women.

So, how did the face of computer programming become a young white male? In the early days of computing, men were interested in the hardware—the circuits, wires, and drives. But all that changed with the advent of the PC in the 1980s. People realized that the BRAINS for the computer was in the programming…the code. Suddenly, programming became a men’s club.

Research shows that around age 12 both boys and girls have a similar level of interest in computer science. The problem is that females are half as likely to be encouraged to pursue it by both teachers and parents. While females make up 56% of all AP test takers, only 19% take the Computer Science AP Test. While women earn 57% of all undergraduate degrees, only 18% of computer and information science degrees are earned by women.

It’s Computer Science Education Week as I write this. Change is happening, and efforts need to continue. Consider this:

  • Females who take the AP Computer Science exam are 46% more likely to become a Computer Science major.
  • Females who are encouraged in technology and see representations of females in technology are more likely to be Computer Scientists.
  • The U.S. Department of Labor estimates that next year will see more than 1.4 million computing-related job openings. At current rates in computer science education, only 30% of those jobs can be filled.

We must continue to expose girls to computer science at all ages. Yes, diversity matters. And yes, this is what’s fair and right. Even more, our future technology depends on the inclusion of females.

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Storytelling Beginnings from Native American Cultures

For writers, it’s all about the story. We tell stories, whether it’s about a murder, planning a trip to Santa Fe, or a boy wizard conquering evil. They are all stories. And while readers read for multiple reasons—to learn, reduce stress, build skills, improve vocabulary—ultimately it’s the story that draws us in and keeps us interested.

Long before we had keyboards, typewriters, or writing implements to pen our stories, storytelling was already a rich tradition in Native American cultures. Oral storytelling could be dramatic or humorous. Both villains and heroes were present. Stories had plot points that moved the story along. And themes? These stories explained the world and how to live a good life.

native storyteller with young children

Because storytelling was so valued, tribal culture and beliefs was passed down from generation to generation. Listeners remembered the entertaining stories that explained who they were and where they came from. Like any great allegory, Native American storytelling helped listeners understand how to survive and thrive. For the educators out there, look at the effectiveness of this form of pedagogy. Wow!

There are thousands of Native American tribes, each with a distinct culture, traditions, and language. Yet many share common threads in storytelling. Here are a few I most enjoy.

Creation myths

Actually, creation myths aren’t unique to Native American culture. Greek, Roman, and Nordic cultures also had stories about how the world came to be. Wanting to know where we came from is Human Curiosity 101.

Is the earth a great island suspended by four cords hanging from the sky? Did the Eagle mold the first human out of clay? Perhaps the gods Tepeu and Quetzalcoatl thought the physical world into being, and then wanting to be praised, created people from clay and wood. When these beings angered the gods, did the gods sent a great flood to take them away before starting over again? Did the Ant People help keep the Hopi from starvation?

One of my favorites is the Iroquois creation story and perhaps why I have such an affinity for turtles. When Sky Woman was pushed from the sky by an angry husband, the animals caught her. Little Toad gathered mud from the bottom of the ocean in his mouth. The animals took this mud and spread it over the back of Big Turtle. The mud spread and became North America. Sky Woman stepped onto the land, then created the stars, moon, and the sun.

Listen to a creation story.

Anthropomorphism

Anything can be a protagonist or antagonist in a Native American tale, including elements of nature or the gods. They talk. They feel compassion or anger. But the majority of anthropomorphic characters were animals. And they taught lessons, like how conceit or vanity should be avoided. When Coyote felt invincible, he decided he could dance with a star. He ended up burning up.

Have you ever heard the story of Possum’s tail? Once upon a time, possum had a long, silky tail. He was very proud of his beautiful tail and made sure everyone knew it. The other animals soon tired of hearing about it. Rabbit told Possum he was invited as an honored guest at a council meeting, but suggested Possum clean his tail so it looked its best. After spreading a special medicine on the tail, Rabbit wrapped it in snake skin. Rabbit left instructions to leave the snake skin on until the council meeting. When Possum arrived at the council meeting, he ceremoniously unwrapped his tail and all the hair fell off. Possum fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, which he still does to this day. We’ve all heard of “playing possum.”

Listen to this animal tale.

Trickster

As you can probably guess, Trickster played tricks, but he was so much more than that. He was incredibly sharp, and he enjoyed creating chaos. Trickster could be any animal. In Lakota culture, the Trickster was a spider named Inktomi. Trickster caused a split between the Sun god and the Moon god, which led to night and day.

Often, Trickster is a coyote, seen as a sly and devious creature. Yet even though Trickster is smart, someone can usually find a way to thwart Trickster. A common theme is that by working together, we can adapt and survive.

Learn about Te Ata.

Today, we may view stories as entertainment and escapism. But remember that stories are so much more than that. They teach us about ourselves and our world. And ultimately, they teach us how to survive and be better people. Here’s hoping you discover some wonderful stories this Native American Heritage Month.

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A Library is a Thing of Wonder

Our democracy is made up of federal, state, and local governments. Local and state government is often a microcosm of federal government. Laws and regulations are made and enforced. Each branch comes with different duties and responsibilities. Specific agencies and departments fulfill defined functions. And like thee diagram of a cell cycle, if you insert or take out a piece, the larger unit is changed. OK, Civics 101 lesson is over.

With all of units of government surrounding us, which would you say is the most important? Which is the most integral to people? My vote goes to the public library. In my community, the public library is a part of county government. Libraries can also be state institutions. And the largest library in the world—the Library of Congress—is a federal institution. But all are funded with tax revenue.

I’ll explain why I think libraries are the most important institutions in government, but first let me tell you why this subject popped up in my brain. You see, recently my regular library closed for approximately two weeks while they moved to a newly built building. I visit my library branch two to three times a month. More when I’m a tangent for new knowledge, new authors, or self-improvement. I generally have something on hold.

To say I felt a sense of loss during this transition would be accurate. Some people, including members of my family, wouldn’t understand. They would be unable to tell you where their local library was located without the help of Google Maps. Oh well, their loss.

Did I fear not having anything to read? Hardly. I have stacks of books in my house that I haven’t got around to reading yet. I generally include independent bookstores in my travels. If I quit borrowing books from the library, the stacks would undoubtedly shrink. But I find the idea of having nothing to read so horrifying that I have stocked up for the apocalypse. I also have access to two nearby branches of my public library plus two university libraries where I do research.

Feeling the temporary loss of my home library even while having plenty to read led me to examine the importance of libraries. Here are my top 10 reasons that public libraries should win the award for most important government institution:

10. Libraries provide a place for safe social interaction. Groups can reserve meeting rooms. Tutoring can take place. You’ll also find book groups and story time.

9.  According to the American Library Association (ALA), 73% of public libraries provide assistance with job applications and interviewing skills.

8.  Librarians can answer your questions. Most public libraries have reference librarians whose job is to help locate the answers. According to the ALA, reference librarians answer over 6.5 million questions…per week.

7.  Free computer use, Internet, and job resources are available at public libraries.

6.  Libraries support English language learning and literacy. Learning to read is a right, but too many people fall in the cracks. Libraries fill the gaps.

5.  Libraries add to a community’s quality of life. These institutions support cultural engagement. They often offers classes for everything from technology to fitness.

4.  Libraries open their doors to underserved populations. They shelter people from the elements while offering learning and entertainment.

3.  Libraries support truth. They fight misinformation.

2.  Libraries are free. You can check out books, kits, movies, and more at no cost. You can even borrow from other libraries through interlibrary loan programs.

1.  Libraries support learning. Need to know how to market your business, explore new careers, or the history of your region? Have a project at school or work that’s kicking your butt? Your library has the answers.

The United States has more than 9,000 public libraries. Sadly, the number has dropped in the past ten years. When you look at the world’s per capita rate of public libraries, the United States doesn’t even break the top 10 (spoiler alert: most of the top ten are in Eastern Europe!).

They are a community where everyone is welcome. Libraries do not discriminate based on race, gender, sexuality, socioeconomics, or age. And more so than any other government agency, libraries have evolved to meet the needs of people they serve.

My library reopened this week. The new library is very modern looking, which didn’t immediately thrill me. But there is lots of natural light and windows that look out over our small city. Cozy alcoves invite you to stay awhile and read. And there’s plenty of room for growth. Because libraries, like people, need to grow.

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Bouchercon Turns 50

I’ve just returned from my second Bouchercon. My first was in St. Louis in 2011, the year before my first (and so far, only) novel was published. For those not familiar with Bouchercon, it’s an annual world mystery convention for writers and readers. Bouchercon is named after avid mystery writer, reviewer, and editor, Anthony Boucher.

It seemed like a good time to return to Bouchercon as I found myself facing an existential crisis in my own writing career. By day, I work as an instructional designer, a mentally demanding job. Whatever brain power remains is devoted to writing. In recently years, I’ve spent a lot of time on children’s educational nonfiction books with the occasional travel article thrown in for variety. And sporadically marketing. I’m in a rut. I finished a YA magical realism/suspense novel earlier this year and have been shopping (so far without success) for an agent.

Add a broken arm to the equation. After days of rain, I was on my back patio trying to do some things with plants and a rapidly filling rain barrel. I slipped. As humans are wont to do, I instinctively put my arm out. Ouch.

I spent the next 24 hours trying to convince myself it was a sprained wrist. It was barely swollen, but I couldn’t do much with it. I finally found myself at a doc-in-the-box where I was x-rayed and given a diagnosis of a distal radius fracture. An orthopedist put in a brace just in time to make the drive to Bouchercon. Did I mention that this happened to my left hand and that I’m left handed? I began thinking the universe was telling me to give up on writing. I needed Bouchercon to help me figure it all out.

Fifty years. Amazing. This auspicious anniversary was held in Dallas. One of my first clues of the perfectness of the location was the hats. Eight years ago, I was struck by the hats donned by many convention attendees. Most paid homage to detectives and private eyes. I’m deeply envious of people who can wear hats and make them look smart. I look like someone trying to play dress up.

So, already we have mystery writers and readers in hats. And then there’s Dallas, a location where cowboy hats are considered appropriate for street wear, board rooms, and formal events. It was a match made in crime fiction hat-wearing heaven.

In a panel of Anthony Award nominees for best book, a member of the audience remarked upon the fact that we were just a couple of blocks from the most famous crime scene—that of President Kennedy’s assassination. You could feel the tension in the room rise faster than the thermometers outside. Woe to the travelers from the north and east who arrived sleeveless and in brief attire for some of that Texas heat, only to find that their arrival coincided with the first frost instead.

Anyway, back to the JFK assassination. Our panel seemed to represent the demographics of the crowd. Forty percent declaring Oswald most likely acted alone, while another 40 percent argued for definite conspiracy. The youngest member, representing 20 percent, had no opinion.

Yes, the scene for Bouchercon was perfect. It was as if the Anthony award winners had crafted it from their imaginations. Did I find what I was looking for? Well, I left with ideas popping in my brain. As for the broken arm, author Lee Goldberg told a story during one panel of the time he broke both arms and kept writing. Another message from the universe.

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Call of the Aspens

I am on a quest. It’s a quest to discover the perfect aspen grove at the peak of its golden glory. I’ve been on this quest for several years now.

I live in the flat lands, only a thousand or so feet above sea level. While I can see oaks and sycamores go through their autumn costume changes, I have to travel over 700 miles to reach the 5,000 to 12,000 feet that aspens call home.

One year, I arrived too early. The pale limbs clung to their round green leaves. Another year, I arrived at the same time as a frosty mist that did its best to obscure the yellow leaves and left me damp and chilled.

A couple of years ago, I hiked an old fire tower trail to what is known as Devil’s Head Lookout in the Pike National Forest. The aspens were already starting to lose their brilliance. If only I had come earlier. Still, there were enough aspens to admire. Perhaps more importantly, they provided me with an excuse to catch my breath. My kids think Mom is just getting old, but you try hiking to 9,700 feet when your lungs are acclimated to an altitude that tops out at 2,400 feet.

Yet with each attempt to see aspens in their glory, I’m reminded of the tale of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. One year is too soon. Another year is too late. I’m looking for that “just right” that Goldilocks found with Baby Bears porridge and bed.

What is this obsession? I believe it started simply as wanting to see something unfamiliar. Although I have my favorite travel destinations, I still want to see or experience something that I haven’t crossed paths with yet. Aspens live in a concentrated area. They like Colorado, Utah, and New Mexico. They dismiss California, Texas, and Virginia. Certainly, they’ve never met Oklahoma.

As I continue my quest, I learn more about these elusive creatures. I discover why aspens grow in clusters or a stand, as it’s known. They are bound together by a shared root system. A stand is actually, scientifically, one organism.

This year was the closest yet. I was only about a week off. On the first weekend in October, we headed to Rocky Mountain National Park, along with a several thousand other people intent on seeing fall foliage and the mountains before snow closed access to the highest roads. Many visitors hoped for elk sightings because we’re in mating season. The elks, not the visitors. By the time we arrived, access to Bear Lake was cut off due to full parking lots.

Clumps of yellow looked like suns dropping into an evergreen landscape. The most brilliant of the roadside aspens danced in the breeze like golden coins shimmering just out of reach. Of course, none of the near perfect trees were anywhere near a turnout, limiting any possibility to lean against and commune with aspens, hoping they would share their secret of a happy life with me. I know, I know. I said a stand was a single organism, but I still considered them a plural.

The aspens I did get close to had already lost their glow. Instead of disappointment, I’m happy to be able to continue my quest. A part of me hopes I never locate the treasure I seek so that I can continue my quest. They say it’s all about the journey.

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Do We Need More Books About Women in STEM?

After a long wait, my latest books are out. The new Gutsy Girls Go for Science series comes from Nomad Press. I wrote two of the four releases, Paleontologists and Programmers. The other two are Astronauts and Engineers.

Yes, this makes two more books in my repertoire about notable females in exceling in non-traditional careers. They join two books I did for a Girls in Science Series: Marine Biology: Cool Women Who Dive and Meteorology: Cool Women Who Weather Storms (also Nomad Press). These were all written for 8-to-12 year old readers. Another couple of books, Women Aviators and Women in Space (Chicago Review Press) are for young adults.

Why more kid’s books about interesting women? Because girls need to know that “boy” jobs or “girl” jobs are a myth. They need to know about females who came before us, meeting with resistance, but persisting. Girls need to know that they can truly be whatever they want to be.

Let’s start with programmers. As Gutsy Girls Go for Science: Programmers shares, the earliest computer programmers were…female! Men were into the hardware until they realized that operating systems and software made all the difference in expanding who used computers.

By 1970, women earned only 13.6% of the bachelor’s degrees in computer science. That number rose to 37% by 1984, but by the time PCs came into our workplaces and homes, that percentage had been cut in half. Also since PCs became all the rage in the 1990s, the percentage of women working in the field dropped from 35% to 26% by 2013.

In paleontology, the odds are even worse. For a very long time, women were denied admission into professional science organizations even though women like Mary Anning made significant discoveries. And even once they were eventually admitted, women were supposed to stay in the labs or the classroom instead of doing fieldwork. Again, there were women who persisted. Many of them were subject to sexual harassment.

Women make up only 23% of the membership of the Paleontological Society. That number drops to 17% when you look at non-students, or the professionals. In the Earth Sciences, women earn 38% of bachelor degrees, 43.4% of master degrees, and 39.9% of Ph.Ds. Although most scientists with Ph.D’s work for universities, women make up only 16% of geoscience faculty in the United States. Furthermore, studies show that women are less likely to be hired, and when they are, they are subject to a lower salary (about $10,000 less for Ph.D’s) and sexual harassment. An excellent representation of women in the field is The Bearded Lady Project documentary.

We know things must change, and change comes from education and opportunities. STEM for girls programs like National Girls Collaborative Project and Girls Who Code help by exposing and encouraging girls to science and technology from a young age. And yes, this is why we need STEM books highlighting women in different fields. Professional organizations like the American Association of University Women pick up the ball once it reaches higher education.

We need technology and science organizations to step up and demand diversity in their fields. And more female mentors makes a world of difference for young girls wrestling with that age-old childhood dilemma–What do I want to be when I grow up?

The National Women’s History Alliance motto for this year is: Nevertheless, she persisted.

Books like Gutsy Girls Go for Science show us women who persisted. Let’s cheer on all females who demonstrate what’s possible.

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SCBWI Bookstop

Each year, the Society of Children Book Writers and Illustrators. holds a special event, Bookstop, showing children’s books published in that year. The 2019 SCBWI Bookstop is now out. Stop by and take a look.

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Free Fun 50

Oceans, mountains, ancient ruins, crossing borders, guitar building, iconic farmers markets, rain forests, Olympic swim trials, jaw-dropping bookstores, and cities with big personalities. That was family vacations in the Gibson home as my children were growing up. We had to count our pennies because there was never enough money, but I think we did all right.

Planning the vacations was my job, and to be honest, it was a job I resented. Why should I be the one to create routes and figure out what three boys and their parents were going to do? Not to mention how to pay for it all.

Because if I didn’t, we would be spending all our time camping in nearby state parks and federal lands over and over again. Don’t get me wrong, I love being in nature. And for a time, I didn’t mind sleeping on the ground and devising ways to keep our food out of the paws of wildlife. But I like novelty. So, I plotted and planned vacations. Some of our successes were:

A coastal drive to Disney World and Universal. I don’t have to tell anyone how expensive those theme parks are, but to my surprise, my kiddos enjoyed seeing Jackson Square and the Mississippi River in New Orleans. They also loved Gulf beaches like Destin…possibly more than Disney World.

A loop through northern New Mexico and southwestern Colorado took us through Ancestral Puebloan sites, climbing ladders as high as a multi-story building and pushing a toddler in a backpack through a tunnel, not to mention squeezing through a pregnant Mom. We wandered Albuquerque’s Old Town and took a train to an old mining town.

For another trip, we rented a condo on the Gulf Coast, but first we had to get there. I decided we would make Memphis a stop. We stayed cheaply in a cluster of casino hotels in Tunica, just south of the city across the state line into Mississippi. Luckily ours had a water slide.

In Memphis, we had a blast on Beale Street and touring Sun Records. And for my eldest, a guitar-playing pre-teen, we toured the birthplace of B.B. King’s guitar, that’s right, the Gibson Guitar factory. The National Civil Rights Museum moved us more than we expected.. Once we arrived at the ocean, beach play took up most of our time, but we traveled to an old fort on an island split in half by a hurricane. Pretty cool, huh?

I can be a slow learner, but eventually I realized I enjoyed planning trips and finding the hidden gems. It was like a treasure hunt. More often than not, trip highlights cost very little, if anything. So, I decided to take my experiences, add in a little research, and Wa-La, Free and Fun travel ideas! I decided I would provide information about 50 Free Fun travel ideas for different states. They might be quirky roadside attractions, free museum days, scenic drives, or festivals. What they all have in common is that they’re FREE and they’re FUN. Free Fun 50 or FF50 for short.

I started with states I know well—Oklahoma, Texas, Colorado, New Mexico, and Nevada. And now they are available as inexpensive little e-books on Amazon. Plans are to expand to other platforms in the future. I also have a FF50 guide to Washington, DC, but currently that’s only available to people who have purchased 2 or more FF50 guides. Details on how to redeem FF50 Washington DC are on the FF50 Facebook page.

Happy Travels!

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