The night I announced I was getting married, Daddy paced for hours on the porch.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Daddy was hilarious. He could take the most mundane event and tell it so that we all on the floor laughing. He trained me in the joys of humor.
I feel like we were married from the moment we sat down there.
I had a 2-week courtship with a fellow student in the fiction workshop in Iowa and a 5-minute wedding in a lawyer's office above the coffee shop where we'd been having lunch that day. And so I sent a cable to my father saying, 'By the time you get this, Daddy, I'll already be Mrs. Blaise!'
Years later I would hear my father say the divorce had left him dating his children. That still meant picking us up every Sunday for a matinee and, if he had the money, an early dinner somewhere.
Well, after the divorce, I went home and turned all the lights on!
I had a baby and stayed home for a couple of years, and I was really casting about, thinking, 'What am I going to do?' My husband's view of it was, 'Stay home... We'll have more children; you'll love this.' And I was very restless about it.
I was married for 10 minutes into a Southern family.
My honeymoon night was spent on the floor in the bathroom with my mother.
The last 16 years of my daddy's life, he got to work for me, and that made him his own boss and he like that.
When I'm home, I'm Daddy, and everything is completely normal.