"Pushing" isn't how I would describe daughters growing up knowing of their mother's (or other relative's) sorority. Growing up, my children all had t-shirts with my alma mater on them. That didn't mean they weren't free to decide where to go to college, but they grew up knowing I loved my school, came with me on visits to campus, and thus they were more familiar with it than they otherwise would be. It's fairly common for parents to do that, and I don't think anyone regards it as sinister. I see parents who buy their children clothes and toys emblazoned with the parents' choice of professional sports team. It's about sharing something you love with your children, not forcing them to be exactly like you.
As for my sorority, I sang them sorority songs because while rocking colicky babies for literally hours on end, I went through my entire repertoire. It wasn't some sort of brainwashing. I took pictures of both of my daughters as babies in pledge ribbons on the off-chance they would pledge my sorority; I was lucky in that 1 of the 2 did, but it wasn't because it was my sorority. It was because it was right for her. Obviously, if you look at my signature, I was thrilled, as was my mother. It is undeniably special. But had she chosen a different group, I would have been 100 % behind her choice.
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