Ian's song "At Seventeen" says: “I learned the truth at 17, that love was meant for beauty queens. And high school girls with clear skinned smiles who married young and then retired. The valentines I never knew, the Friday night charades of youth, were spent on one more beautiful. At 17 I learned the truth... ”
When I was 17, it was a pretty good year for academics, athletics and extra-curricular activities, which included my first job at a local clothing store. Where, soon after I began my job, the shop owner tried — and failed — to molest me. At 17 I learned the truth…
A mother's fears
Though I’ve long since accepted the molestation attempt as just one chapter in my life’s story, my son’s new-found love of The Who’s "Tommy" musical score hit home. As a teen, the songs “Cousin Kevin,” “Do You Think it’s Alright?” and “Fiddle About” sent chills down my spine. Now, with a son on the autism spectrum, the central theme of those songs make me positively apoplectic.
Molestation concerns every parent, whether your child is atypical or not. Heck, I was a typical teen , and it still took me a week to tell someone of the molestation attempt. What happens to a child who literally has no speech, or a child who can’t describe what’s going on? Every single day, I pray that no harm comes to my child, or any other child. But as we all know, there are evil people in this world.
Never free again
Jerry Sandusky, the once-venerated-now-vilified pedophile Penn State assistant football coach molested 10 boys over 15 years. Sandusky, who bribed the boys with attention and coveted football tickets, called himself the “tickle monster” and told the boys, “don’t tell your mother," was recently found guilty on 45 of 48 counts, ranging from kissing and massages to groping, oral sex and anal rape. Sandusky will never live as a free man again. Sadly, neither will any of his victims.
As parents, we must be vigilant and go with our instincts. Whether your child is neurotypical or atypical, if you have to ask, like Mrs. Walker did in "Tommy," “Do you think it's alright to leave the boy with Uncle Ernie?” Let me tell you, it’s not. Not at 17, not ever.
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