For 5 years, my dad told the family I was a waitress and a disappointment. At his 60th birthday, he introduced me as ‘the one who didn’t finish college.’ I smiled, said nothing, and handed him a business card. He looked at it, looked at me, and his glass slipped from his hand. Then my driver opened the front door.
For five years, my dad, Richard Hale, told anyone who would listen that his oldest daughter “ended up a waitress” and that I was “a disappointment.” He said it at church potlucks, to his golf buddies, even to cousins who didn’t know better than to repeat it. I stopped correcting people after the first year….