My dad’s sixtieth birthday invitation said, “Black tie only—dress properly or don’t come.” Then Mom called and whispered, “Your sister’s boyfriend is a senator’s son. We can’t have you embarrassing us.”My dad’s sixtieth birthday invitation said, “Black tie only—dress properly or don’t come.” Then Mom called and whispered, “Your sister’s boyfriend is a senator’s son. We can’t have you embarrassing us.” I walked in anyway, holding my daughter’s hand, prepared to be humiliated. But the entire room fell silent when the governor stopped in the middle of his speech, smiled at my little girl, and said, “There you are.”
