Sex

My Irish Catholic Immigrant parents did all they could to keep me from having sex, interacting with women in a dating way: early curfews, couldn't use the phone, the threat of my father's backhand, and or foot, always present. I didn’t lose my virginity until about a week after I moved out of my parents’ house. I was high on free will and booze when I did it with the lady. Sex has meant different times in my life. There was frat boy screwing coeds in college. There was drunk doorman screwing gals at the bar behavior in Los Angeles. There was punk rock love with one woman in Atlanta. There was a love affair that resulted in the birth of my youngest son. There were years without, and now there is love with my Joan, and I will spare you the intimate details of our communions.

Thanks to Tony Paris for inspiring this piece.