On election eve, remembering the first woman to run for President of the United States. She ran in 1964.

Margaret Chase Smith.

Author, politician, U.S. congresswoman, presidential candidate, Smith was born Margaret Madeline Chase on December 14, 1897, in Skowhegan, Maine. The wife of U.S. representative Clyde Smith, Margaret Chase Smith became an important political force in her own right in the twentieth century.

She announced her candidacy for President in January 1946 at the Women’s National Press Club in Washington, D.C.

Smith was smart, powerful, and she came to politics by way of the wishes of her dying husband.

Learn more. Dobbs Productions and Jack Perkins share the biography of one of Maine’s most extraordinary citizens.

And tomorrow, Vote. Every vote counts.

 

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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