Rough Draft: A Memoir

by Katy Tur

This is how I feel about every twist and turn in my father’s story and my own. At times, she has felt like a curse. Other times, she has felt like a blessing. I can thank my father for training me, pushing me, shaping me as a reporter and broadcaster. I can hate her for hitting me, slapping me, chasing me, hurting my mother and brother, kicking my dog, and burning down our lives. But my father’s role in my life is not good or bad or both or neither. It’s everything. And it’s nothing. Because the story is always still unfolding.