A liberal reporter published a story critical of Pro-Abortion Wendy Davis’ personal narrative in a liberal Texas newspaper saying Davis had “blurred” some of the finer details of the personal narrative she and her staff have used to attract voters and boost fundraising.
Wendy Davis has made a big deal about her alleged “struggles” as a “divorced teenage mother living in a trailer who earned her own way through college and law school.” It conjures up images of a 16-year-old washing out dirty diapers in the teensy little toilet of some run-down rented trailer in some dusty trailer park while studying for her GED, doesn’t it? Are you touched and inspired yet? Don’t be. It turns out her “I built that” story is full of holes.
It turns out Davis (born 1963) was 18 when she got married the first time and 19 when their daughter, Amber (born 1982), was born. So, yeah, she was a teen-aged mom … barely.
“Barely” also applies to her “teen-aged single mom” tale. Wendy claims she was 19 when she got divorced, but court records show she was actually 21 when her divorce went through. Maybe she was still 19 when the marriage broke up. But the “single mom living in a trailer” thing is hugely exaggerated. She and her baby moved into her family’s mobile home for a few months before getting their own apartment.
So, yeah, okay. For a time, she was the single mother of a toddler, working two jobs and attending a two-year, para-legal program at a community college (1984 to 1986). One of the jobs was waiting tables four nights a week at her father’s restaurant. The other was working as a receptionist in a pediatrician’s office in the mornings. I’ll grant you, that’s a full schedule. But it’s not crushing and she obviously had family support.
She also clearly had free time and spare energy, because she was only 20 when she started dating second husband-to-be, Jeff Davis. She was still legally married; he was a lawyer, 13 years her senior, and financially well-established. Betcha Grandma was the one watching Amber when Wendy was busy receptioning, waiting tables, going to classes, studying or out on dates with Jeff the Lawyer. I need a tissue!
Wendy and Jeff married in 1987 and “settled in the historic Mistletoe Heights neighborhood, which sits on the bluffs above the Trinity River.” (More tissues, quick!) Their daughter, Dru, was born in September 1988 while Wendy was working on her Bachelor of Arts in English (1988-1990), which Jeff paid for.
Then she decided to NOT attend a law school in or near Fort Worth, where she could maybe live at home or, at worst, commute home on week-ends. No. She decided she should hike off to Harvard Law School, 1800 miles. Amber was maybe 8 years old and Dru was 2 or 3 when she made this choice. You don’t come home to Texas for week-ends with hubby and the kids when you’re living in BOSTON.
Call me crazy, but damn. There is no freaking way I would’ve left home when my kids were that young! I had to be hospitalized in a too-distant-to-visit city for 3 weeks when they were little. It killed me that I only got to see them once half-way through. I don’t get this woman. I really don’t.
Jeff Davis, who is obviously way too good for her, cashed in his 401(k) and took out a loan to pay for Harvard. He also kept the girls with him in Texas. She was graduated and passed the bar in 1993. The day after Jeff had made the final payment on the loan, she walked out on him. Literally.
The day after. Criminetly, she’s not even subtle about what a self-serving narcissist she is. In the divorce, he got custody of both girls (thank God) and Wendy was ordered to pay child support. So much for that “I know what it’s like to be a single mom” and “I paid my own way through college” crap.
Wendy’s excuse for her political pile of bio bullshit? “My language should be tighter,” she said. “I’m learning about using broader, looser language. I need to be more focused on the detail.”
She’s a LAWYER, for crying out loud. If there’s one thing lawyers learn, it’s how to be PRECISE in their language … especially when they’re under oath. Davis recently testified in a federal lawsuit, “I got divorced by the time I was 19 years old.” But her divorce wasn’t final until she was 21, which means she lied in her testimony.
If Wendy Davis were a Pro-Life Republican, they’d be screaming about perjury. Kinda reminds one of Elizabeth “Fauxcahontas” Warren, doesn’t it?