A former Twins pitcher's memoir makes claims of being sexually abused when he was 8 by a teenage girl baby sitter.
R.A. Dickey reveals his horrible secret in "Wherever I Wind Up: My Quest for Truth, Authenticity and the Perfect Knuckleball," which he wrote with Wayne Coffey. Dickey, now a New York Met, was with the Twins in 2009.
In the book, excerpted by SI.com, Dickey recalled being headed to the fourth grade that summer in Nashville when his mother said she was going out on a Saturday night and leaving her son and daughter with "somebody new. She's supposed to be very nice," the book states.
"We drive over to a condominium and my mother introduces me to the new sitter. She is 13, a tall girl with an athletic physique and fair skin and long brown hair. She does seem nice. My mother goes over the basics -- bath, bedtime routine -- and lets her know what time she'll be back," Dickey writes.
In the den, the teenager "puts on some country music, and I find a big, bulbous set of headphones and bop around the room to 'Elvira' by the Oak Ridge Boys. Why don't we go upstairs, the girl tells me. I like it in the den, but OK, she's the baby sitter. She takes me into a bedroom with a four-poster bed and a bunch of pillows and stuffed animals scattered around on top of it. The bedroom is pink and frilly."
Downstairs in the living room, the baby sitter's mother, Dickey's mom and a group of friends are having drinks before going out. Upstairs in the bedroom the sitter "chucks the pillows and stuffed animals out of the way. She looks at me and says, 'Get in the bed.'"
Confused, frightened and trembling, he complied, and this sad chapter in his life began. The alleged sexual abuse happened four or five times that summer and every time he knows she'll baby-sit, he starts to become anxious and sweat. "Each time feels more wicked than the time before," Dickey writes. "I never tell [his mom] why I am so afraid. I never tell anyone until I am 31 years old. I just keep my terrible secret, keep it all inside, the details of what went on, and the hurt of a little boy who is scared and ashamed and believes he has done something terribly wrong, but doesn't know what that is."
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