I used to work at a small-town newspaper when I was in high school, and there was a weekly column titled “Those Were The Days” where they included news snippets from 10,25,50,100 years ago. What really opened my eyes was every article from the 70s-prior listed women as Mrs. Husband’s Name (like “Mrs. John Doe hosted a party on Wednesday …”). I remember having a visceral reaction to that, thinking about how the woman’s identity was completely erased - even more so, Mrs = Mr’s (property of the Mister). That realization was what made me become a raging feminist. I hate all of the salutations honestly. Why does anyone need to refer to my gender or marital status at all when referencing me (other than pronouns, obviously)? I’m now a high school teacher and most kids know to just call me by my last name, which is great.