Confessions of a Female Cabbie:
The Yellow Cab, Revolution and Me
In the turbulent 1970's, I - and a generation of women - transformed ourselves and society by living out our dreams of a new, independent feminist future and claiming our place in roles we were never expected to fill. As one of only a handful of women in the dangerous male-dominated field of taxi-driving, I found a vehicle to self-discovery, a way to break down gender barriers, and an opportunity to let loose my adventurer's spirit.
Whether getting propositioned by an oil magnate, putting a passed-out grandma to bed in her lonely apartment, or being harassed by the police - all in the line of duty - I learned that being the driver - literally - of your own destiny might be scarier but takes you to places you wouldn't otherwise go.
Looking back decades later, I reflect on how those years behind the wheel shaped my confidence, values, and eventual path into medicine and teaching future doctors, while capturing the lasting cultural impact of the feminist movement.
It was my cab, dubbed "Sixes" - for the 666 painted on its side - and maybe some magic, both external (the 666) and inner, that helped me on the road to fulfillment.
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