6/28/2023 0 Comments Call Me Lesbian by Julia Penelope![]() ![]() My mom had a baby because my dad would have had to go to Vietnam if he did not have a baby. I see now that my parents got warm feelings of fulfillment from the mutual assurance that their needs could never be met. It will not spoil the story to tell you their divorce papers could also fill a large box because the divorce lasted thirteen years (three judges threw the case out of court citing de minimis no curat lex which is Latin for both of you shut the fuck up). My mom bequeathed to me a box of letters so large that it is clear both people enjoyed their respective roles as sniveling courtier and cold-hearted strategist. ![]() And my mom was in New York City writing him letters about how much she hates him. My father’s letters to my mom were about how much he loves her. ![]() His mother told him to go to Europe and he did, because he would go to the moon to get a woman to love him. My dad was in Europe touring art museums even though he appreciated art less than a blind man in a snowstorm. The letters they wrote each other between junior and senior years are great primary sources for understanding the foundation for their relationship. So she looked around for men to marry, and while my mom dated a lot of really hot men (I am paraphrasing now) my dad was the one who she thought she could for sure get to marry her. ![]() But when she was graduating, she realized that if she didn’t get married she’d have to go home to her impoverished family. She she got a full scholarship to go to college. She always dreamed she’d be a journalist. ![]()
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