A Dollar’s Worth
By Alisa Dollar
My theory....there’s got to be a father. A daddy. A man.
This goes beyond birds and bees. I never understood that anyway. They just aren’t a good match.
Now in humans, there is a man and a woman. I fall into the category that believes the Adam and Eve story and thankful that I don’t like apples. Husband does, but “I” haven't tempted him with one, metaphorically speaking.
I thought most women thought the same. Give or take the beginnings.
Many years ago, Gloria Steinem was to give a lecture at the university. I wanted to go. I’m one of those people who need to see, hear, and learn for themselves. I knew her to be a feminist. I didn’t fit myself into that category but had a few friends really into the women’s movement.
I believe women can do anything they wish to do and succeed. I figured I’d fit in somewhere.
The first hour was very nice. Ms. Steinem prepared well for the city and university she visited. I was instantly captivated by her beauty (she was in her mid-50s and a knockout) and her ability to bewitch an audience.
That was the first hour. The second hour I began squirming. Somehow the subject matter turned to why men are evil and had caused a malignant curse upon all woman kind.
I waited for lightening to strike while my friends yelled “Yes! YES!”
I prayed I wouldn’t end up on any local television channel walking out and embarrass my kids. Husband is used to my antics.
At coffee afterwards I was very quiet. If you know me-- that’s a sign of trouble.
One turned to me and asked what was wrong.
“I love my daddy.” I replied.
“What has that got to do with anything?” United they asked.
“I also love my husband. And my son. Oh shoot, I like men in general.”
“And?” Again asking together.
“Let me put it this way.....had it not been for a man, none of us would be here. We wouldn’t be mommies.”
Mouths dropped. “Why would you think we don’t know or appreciate that?”
“First clue? When y’all were yelling “right on” with your fists in the air!”
Steinem’s a great speaker and motivator.
Though I enjoyed her, I came away with a much different perspective than most there.
I appreciate men who are fathers, sons, brothers and friends. From the reaction of my “right on” friends, they thought they felt the same as me.
Maybe the difference is that I don’t mind telling men I appreciate them.
I know I can open all doors, but that is not the point. It is nice to have them opened for me by a gentleman.
With that said, it does not mean they should have control of the remote.
This is where I draw the line.
Happy Father’s Day!