Love Affair with My Father
I can’t believe it was only five years ago. It seems longer. I’ve done a lot of living and a lot of growing, physically and emotionally, in the past five years. As I write these words in my dormitory room at Northwestern University where I’m an Economics major, my thoughts drift back to that Kansas City summer after I graduated. It was the first time I tried to get my father to have sexual intercourse with me. My father owns and operates a Kansas City steak house that I’ll call the Golden Steer, in case what I’m about to tell about Daddy and me would hurt business if I used the restaurant’s real name. For a guy who started as a short order cook, Daddy has done well. In return for the long hours he …