Whatever you got you have to accentuate. I ran my female card up and down the ladder my whole career, because I was in a man's world. It was worked by women but owned by men. I was the only female owner in my field at that time.
For me, the card catalog has been a companion all my working life. To leave it is like leaving the house one was brought up in.
In 1973, a woman could not get a credit card without her husband or father or a male signing off on it.
I knew when my career was over. In 1965 my baseball card came out with no picture.
I have a stack of those plastic card hotel room keys that I picked up on this latest book tour. It's about a yard tall. Ah yes, a stack of lonely nights.