Umpteen years ago, I entitled a speech – cleverly I thought at the time – “From Adam’s Rib to Women’s Lib.”I provided more details than audiences wanted to know, explaining that with such an expansive title, maybe I wouldn’t wander too far off track.It was admittedly a weak joke, probably not warranting so much as a grin from women who were digging in heels on matters relative to equality. Surely a halfcentury hasn’t passed since the first of many “speaking fumbles,” but calendars don’t lie. Anyways, such thoughts came to mind recently during visits to two of the most remarkable ...