As Women’s History Month marches on, this week I recognize the two greatest influences on what I wanted to do with my life, as well as a man who drew me to a place in time where I could acknowledge and adore them both at once.
I was just a little girl of nine or 10 when my mom exposed me to Erma Bombeck books and Gilda Radner on Saturday Night Live. I cut my teeth on the best kind of humor,…