Picture a raw New England winter night in 1776. Snow lashes the windows of a modest farmhouse in Braintree, Massachusetts. By the hearth, Abigail Adams sits with a quill and candle, penning a letter to her husband far away in Philadelphia. “Remember the Ladies,” she writes, her hand steady despite the cold. “Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of the Husbands… If particular care and attention is not paid to the Ladies, we are determined to foment a Rebellion.”(1)
