I remember Gerald Ford becoming president after Richard Nixon got caught with his hand in the Watergate jar. Ford replaced vice (emphasis on the “vice” part) president Spiro Agnew, who got caught taking bribes and forgetting to pay his taxes. It can happen. I forgot to put on mascara today when I left the house. The fashion police threw me up against my car and I know that will never happen again.
Betty Ford looked like everybody’s mom back then. She had a quick smile and loved her family. And she was republican. I am getting to the part where I looked beyond party affiliations…for a few minutes. There was something different about this First Lady.
Mrs. Ford cracked opened the world we all found ourselves living in back in the 1970s. Did she want to? What woman wants to be faced with breast cancer? Back then that was not a subject you talked about in mixed company. So she did and all of a sudden here was a woman with breast cancer who did not go and hide and feel shame or guilt. The door was starting to open a little bit more and women’s issues were being discussed in the news and at the dinner table. A year later when I was misdiagnosed with cervical cancer, Betty’s bravery spoke to me and I was ready for the fight. Thanks, Betty.
Betty supported the Equal Rights Amendment, believed that women had control over their own bodies and discussed pre-martial sex out in the open. She had my vote on all three issues and it was very confusing for a bleeding heart liberal to be warming up to a republican.
When movers were bringing in a king-sized bed into the White House, she said she intended to sleep with her husband. Take that Lucy and Ricky Ricardo – no twin beds for the Fords. Right on, Betty.
Then she came out and admitted that she had struggled with prescription pills and alcohol abuse and had gotten help for her addictions. Mrs. Ford struggled and resisted at first citing the life of a wife of a congressman was lonely, but there she was again – talking about a problem that plagued millions of people around the world. And this was before there was a Betty Ford Center.
Betty Ford was an enormous influence in my life when it came to fighting for my rights and we should all thank her for making the path a little easier for all of us women.
I have to admit this is front of everyone, “My name is elizabeth and I was a fan of Betty Ford.”
Betty Ford. RIP.
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