And where were the parents?
Aw geez, that doesn’t even sound like a real question any more.
posted on 09/18/2010 11:21:13 PM PDT
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Late 80’s, “party of the year”, rural locale, 50- 100 drinking teenagers, I'm in HS, my father shows up and I hear him yelling at kids and asking where I am or if I'm there. He finds me and tells me to get in the car— NOW or he'll drag me there in front of everyone. Talk about embarrassed! He was 6'4’’ with a booming voice to match. I was never going to talk to him again. To top it off we get home and he calls the police because of what he saw in just picking me up. Now I know my social life is over — until the next morning and the news is talking about THE party that ended up in a DWI fatality and a rape arrest. Years later women who were my friends at the time, at the party, thank my dad for calling the police, as it was quickly “spiraling out of control”.
With every kid having a cell phone today, it amazes me, actually makes me sad, that not one of them used it to call 911 instead of taking pictures. Just would have taken one decent person. Even at that party back in the 80’s I would have called the police if I had seen any type of assault going on. As a mom with two girls, one approaching the teen years you better bet I'll know where they are. But you're right so many parents just don't want to look “uncool” to their own kids. Or worse they just don't care.
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