Bev Vines-Haines

Carrie Stinson became a bride in 1959.  If she’d held on for another year, the legendary women’s libbers of the 60’s might have saved her from the ‘wifely-duty’ list her mother handed her on the eve of those nuptials.  The rules were few but etched in stone:

• Listen to your man and never interrupt
• Wear attractive clothing when your husband returns from work
• Hustle the children off to bed early and make an effort to be alluring
• Never complain about your day
• Never EVER impose your opinions on your hard working spouse
She had friends who survived by breaking things.  Others chose suicide.  Carrie opted to create stories about her life and write them out long-hand on a legal pad.  That saved her sanity until one summer picnic with friends when her husband Claude held the pad up and began to read her work in front of everyone, leading the crowd in a chorus of ridicule and laughter.

One, a story about a woman’s best selling novel, convulsed the men.

“You’re kidding, right?” one said.

“You’re a mother!” another offered.  “And a woman.  Leave the books and movies to men.”

Claude shrugged his shoulders helplessly.  “I promise, I DO provide for her simple needs.” A sympathetic murmur passed through the crowd.

Carrie took the kids and left that night.  In Hollywood, she wrote scripts for All in the Family and Maude.

Her ex husband still tells the world how she did him wrong.  

First published: May, 2008
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