OK retired DUers - how did you handle sexual harassment back in the day

[hunter]

98. My crazy grandma was a shipyard welder during World War II.

She didn't take crap from anyone.

OMG could she say some horrible things. She could castrate a bad man with her words. If that wasn't enough she had her knives. She'd castrated cattle. Men no problem.

My crazy grandma's mom was even more intense.

All my great grandmas were fierce women of the Wild West. They owned the property, rode the horses, made all the financial decisions, and did the hunting and fishing. They were experts with guns and knives. I used to watch them in the kitchen cutting up animals I'd seen alive, fascinated that I couldn't follow the movements of their hands as they made dinner.

Their husbands were useless dreamers. Telegraphs, telephones, radios, airplanes, rockets, and art.

One of my grandpas made bits of metal that landed men on the moon. Totally useless.

My mom is always sweet until she isn't. My dad's mom and her sister were the same. The three of them learned to defend themselves working in Hollywood, where sadly, fighting off rotten men is a survival skill.

My wife and I are both children of fiercely matriarchal families.

It's quite possible I'm just another useless dreamer husband.