Margaret A. Wilcox invented the car heater in 1893. She also invented a combined clothes and dishwasher machine which evidently did not go over well.
2. Monopoly This
popular board game was designed by Elizabeth Magie in 1904. Originally
called The Landlord's Game, it's purpose was to expose the injustices of
unchecked capitalism. Charles Darrow stole the game and sold it to
Parker Brothers 30 years later, but she did receive $500 from Parker
3. The Fire escape
The fire escape was invented by Anna Connelly
Residential Solar Heating
heating for residential housing was invented by Dr. Maria Telkes in 1947. She
was a Psychiatrist in addition to being a Solar-Power Pioneer
5. The Life Raft
Raft was invented by Maria Beasely in
1882 (Maria also invented a machine that makes barrels).
6. Medical Syringe
The medical syringe which could be operated with only one hand was invented by a woman by the name of Letitia Geer in 1899
Modern Electric Refrigerator
refrigerator was invented by Florence Parpart in 1914 (She also invented an
improved street cleaning machine).
8. The Ice
cream maker was invented by a woman named Nancy Johnson in 1843. Her patented
design is still used today.
is essentially the first computer programmer
due to her work with Charles Babbage at the University of London in 1842. In
fact, her notes were an essential key to helping Alan Turing's work on the
first modern computers in the 1940s.
Some of the Telecommunication Technology
developed by Dr. Shirley Jackson include portable fax, touch tone telephone,
solar cells, fiber optic cables and the technology behind caller ID and call
dishwasher was invented by Josephine Cochrane in 1887. She even marketed her
machine to hotel owners and opened her own factory without the help of a man.
world famous film star, invented a secret communications system during WWII for
radio-controlling torpedoes. This technology also paved the way for everything
from Wi-Fi to GPS.
Closed-Circuit Television Security (CCTV)
Marie Van Brittan
Brown invented CCTV because of the slow response of police officers in 1969 to
help people ensure their own security. This invention influenced modern CCTV
systems used for home security and police work today.
Modern Paper Bag
Margaret Knight invented a machine that makes square-bottomed paper bags in 1871. She almost
didn't get credit when Charles Anan tried to steal her work claiming it wasn't
possible for a woman to create this brilliant invention (Margaret also invented
a safety device for cotton mills when she was 12 which is still being used
15. Central Heating
Although Alice Parker's invention in 1919 of a
gas powered central heater was never manufactured, her idea was the first that
allowed use of natural gas to heat a home, inspiring the central heating
systems used today.
life-saving material which is five times stronger than steel and used to make
bulletproof vests was invented in 1965 by Stephanie Kwolek.
Dr. Grace Murray Hopper, a computer scientist,
invented COBOL, the first user-friendly business computer software system in
the 1940s. She was also a Rear Admiral in the U.S. Navy and the first person to
use the term "bug" in reference to a glitch in a computer system when
she literally found a bug (moth) causing problems with her computer.
Bear Historian Jane Peyton, Mesopotamian women were the first to develop, sell
and drink beer.
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Jaqie Shanahan’s roommate and best friend, Jeep McBain, wins the statue for best screenplay. And disappears.
Murdered? An accident? Fear of success? Whatever the reason, her
fun-loving, womanizing, self-centered Jeep McBain vanishes without a
trace—without even a good-bye.
One year later, Jaqie has a successful screenplay of her own, and
finds a new best friend in Madrille Keiser, Hollywood’s biggest star.
But without Jeep to share in her success, Jaqie realizes it’s time to
take a break. Time to come to grips with the hard truth that Jeep is
Turns out, she’s half-right.
Jaqie, her dog, and her gecko sail away for a working vacation in
the Caribbean. She and her little tribe anchor offshore and decide it’s a
great day to take the dinghy and do some old-fashioned beachcombing for
seashells—like the pictures in the brochure.
What they find is a dead guy in a great suit bobbing just shy of
high tide, and a sort-of-dead guy in baggy shorts and a Hawaiian shirt
chasing seagulls off the body.
Jeep McBain may not be alive and well in Puerto Rico, but his ghost is.
And he’s engaged.
“Jaqie, her name is Clarice. She’s real. Like me, real. We’re going
to spend the rest of whatever this is,” he outlined his transparent
torso, “together. We like all the same things. Plus, we were both
bludgeoned to death. How great is that?”
But, first ...
Jaqie must find out who murdered Jeep and the love of his afterlife so the happy couple can Move On.
Provided ...Jaqie can convince the chief of police that she did not kill Jeep.
That she can keep the killers from killing her. That she can get the job
done without Madrille’s head of security, Paul Bracken, getting in her
way and under her skin. Constantly. Paul with the sea-green eyes and
hair that is way too long and far too unruly for former military. None of which is listed in the brochure about seashells.
The weird thing
about the ghost who stood watching the seagulls eat the corpse's nose was that
the corpse wasn't his. The body, just shy of high tide, lay spread-eagled on
its back in a finely tailored suit. The ghost, on the other hand, was dressed
for the beach, slender, clean-shaven and transparent. I mean, you couldn't see
his liver, or anything unsettling like that, but you could definitely watch the
sunrise through where his liver probably was—or had been.
I’d left my
pocketbook back on my boat, hanging on a hook in the galley. It was stuffed
with brochures promising me a Caribbean paradise. Typical turquoise waters, tropical
breezes, palm fronds kind of fare. Birds brunching on a middle-aged, white male
stretched out surfside had not been among the images promoted by Puerto Rico's
Board of Tourism. Guaranteed.
I pushed the outboard’s throttle and
backed up ever so slowly. We puttered beyond the folds of whitecaps and ducked
behind a lone, house-sized rock tossed down by an ancient glacier two or three
eons before I blundered onto this beach. I shut off the engine. Doofus wanted
to swim. Labradors always want to swim, but I shook my head no, so he sighed
and stared off in the opposite direction. I needed to pull myself together.
I creased a mental sheet of paper
and made two columns. PLAUSIBLE and CALL A THERAPIST.
Ten minutes later, the only item
under PLAUSIBLE was a man in a suit dead on the beach. The suit was unusual but
I’m sure business men enjoyed a stroll along the shifting sands like anybody
else. He must be dead because he had made no attempt to shoo the seagulls off
The ghost had assumed that
Acknowledging I was studying the
activities of a ghost, checked the first box in the Therapy column. And the
ghost reminded me of Jeep McBain.
Box number two. Check.
It was the way he danced around
flapping at the gulls. But considering that for the past year, everything reminded me of my best friend
and roommate did not make that a startling conclusion.
Since the night he won the Oscar for
best screenplay—Jeep had taken me as his Plus One—I’d not stopped searching for
him at every turn. Around every glacial rock.
The last six weeks sailing to Puerto
Rico had given me other things to think about—sinking, sharks, pirates—but Jeep
was always at the periphery. Like a ghost.
Like this ghost.
The water pulsed off the rock and kept
kicking us seaward so I set the oars and pulled long, silent strokes toward the
beach until the gentle surf carried us to shore. I fanned myself with my straw
hat, wiped the sweat from my eyes, grabbed the bow line and stepped off into the
cool Caribbean up to my knees.
Like they say, the first step to
recovery is admitting there was a problem. And Jeep McBain was a big problem.
If I was hallucinating, I’d call the Hot Line in the morning. If this ghost was Jeep, who would I call about that?
Jeep would say Ghostbusters and roll
around on the sand laughing.
I turned to
wrestle the dinghy further up on the beach. My ninety-pound dog acting as
ballast wasn't making the job any easier. “Doofus, out!” He jumped overboard
and headed out to sea.
“Hey! Get back
here!” Men. At least this one came back when I called.
Deserted by her father at the tender age of seven, Jenna
Leigh-Whittington had taught herself to ride, shoot, brawl…and steer clear of
the opposite sex. But now, in a lonely Utah canyon, the Pinkerton agent has
drawn her gun on a rugged stranger—only to discover that, far from the
dangerous outlaw she’d been tracking, he is Branch McCauley, hired gun…and the
most irresistible rascal ever to tempt and torment a woman!
THE RIGHT WOMAN
If there’s one thing McCauley trusts less than a female, it’s
a female who packs a six-gun. But what a woman! Vowing to bring the sensuous
hellcat to heel, McCauley has no inkling that their passionate battle of wills
has just begun. Taming Jenna will be the most seductive—and satisfying—job he’s
ever taken on.
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Leah is a school teacher in Albany, New York during the 1880s who
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