It happened so quickly, but I remember how clean-cut he
looked, how collegiate. I was in my early 20’s, and he appeared to be too—maybe
a little younger. I was uptown for some reason, standing in the street on
Madison Avenue, trying to hail a cab to get home. It was late in the day, but
still light, so it must have been one of the warmer months. And I know I wasn’t
wearing a jacket. He was on a bicycle, appearing suddenly in my peripheral
vision on the left. As he passed me, without slowing down he reached out and
grabbed my breast.
A little thing, some might think, but I was tearful in the
cab on the way home. How many other women did he do this to? Did he keep score?
Did he hide his habit from his fellow students and/or co-workers? Or did he
brag? Did he marry and have children? Did he become a teacher? A lawyer? A
judge?
Yes. Horrifying. Thank you for this. (And I worry for all Americans today.)
ReplyDeletePeople who think that is a little thing are people who haven't had something like that happen to them, and don't want to imagine it. That's the horror part of this post. Etc.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely not a little thing.
ReplyDeleteHe's on the supreme court now. And he still likes beer.
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