History is full of blank spaces, but good stories, invariably, are not.
A word out of place or an interesting choice of vocabulary can spawn a whole character.
Those who have not been stung will hardly fear a bee the same as those who have.
If we don't value the people who inspire us (and money is one mark of that) then what kind of culture are we building?
History at its best is a gritty, dirty business.
While I'm frustrated at the amount I'm expected to take on in the present, the 1950s woman was frustrated by being excluded - not being allowed to take things on at all.