I Dated A Dallas Cowboy!
And it almost brought the country club down. We should not have stopped there. It was Las Colinas in Irving, Texas, and I think my Dad paid hell afterwards. He never said a word. He was cool like that. But, later, I realized that in all the years I had been going there to swim or play tennis, I had never seen a black member.
Jimmy Dean (sausage company) came up to me and whispered, "watch yourself girl," and I knew what he meant. Then, he shook my date's hand and gushed compliments, questions and information on him to the point that we both looked quizzically at each other.
You see, my date was black and I was white, white, white. It wasn't until he was identified as one of the Doomsday Defense that the mind-numbing stares stopped. Women just pelted me with hateful looks until they re...