“I want my daughter to have sex before she gets married, and NOT with the man who will be her husband,” he said to me.
We sat on my couch, my friend and I, talking about a myriad of things, including his high school aged daughter who was dating her first boyfriend. It was the first time in my life that I’d heard someone say that, let alone a father. Some reading that might want to dismiss him as a cavalier parent. On the contrary, my friend is a religious Orthodox Jewish father of five and one of the most principled individuals I ever met, so when he spoke these words, I was mesmerized. Given the general attitude about premarital sex with which I grew up — standard conservative Christian rhetoric — it had never occurred to me that virginity had become some creepy badge of honor.
Our conversation would launch a thousand private thoughts as I entered the world of blogging, with sex as the plot, prudishness and promiscuity as the warring factions, love as the happy ending, and spirituality as the overall arc. I’m jumping the gun, however.
We sat on my couch, my friend and I, talking about a myriad of things, including his high school aged daughter who was dating her first boyfriend. It was the first time in my life that I’d heard someone say that, let alone a father. Some reading that might want to dismiss him as a cavalier parent. On the contrary, my friend is a religious Orthodox Jewish father of five and one of the most principled individuals I ever met, so when he spoke these words, I was mesmerized. Given the general attitude about premarital sex with which I grew up — standard conservative Christian rhetoric — it had never occurred to me that virginity had become some creepy badge of honor.
Our conversation would launch a thousand private thoughts as I entered the world of blogging, with sex as the plot, prudishness and promiscuity as the warring factions, love as the happy ending, and spirituality as the overall arc. I’m jumping the gun, however.
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