Club Sandwich

Learning who’s really allowed to assimilate in America

Natalie Hodges
Gay Mag

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EEvery spring and winter, certain colonies of New England WASPS¹ migrate south. They alight, buzzing mildly about the flight and the cab ride, on the private beaches of the Hillsboro Club, at 901 Hillsboro Mile, Hillsboro Beach, Florida. It is the sort of place that capitalizes the names of all its amenities in the description on its website: the Spa, the Garden View Suite, the Living Room at Malcolm House (where afternoon tea is served). There are also ten tennis courts, a pitch-n-putt course, and a Deep Sea Fishing Weekend. Almost all of the cleaning and dining staff are from Eastern Europe or the Caribbean — they speak with accents, or are black, or both. It’s one of those places that costs thousands of dollars a year to belong to and serves the kind of food a retirement home might. It’s the shabby-chic Mar-a-Lago of the refined old-money set.

I hate Hillsboro the way I hate all country clubs, because I hate the WASPs that dine and excurse and pitch-n-putt there. I hate all WASPs, in fact. I hate them because I am one.

AtAt least, part of me is. My mom was born in Korea, but my dad, my paternal grandparents, and my aunts and uncles and cousins on that side are WASPs from the North Shore of Massachusetts. My grandparents — Gammy and Gaffer, we call them — go to Hillsboro every…

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Natalie Hodges
Gay Mag
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Natalie Hodges is a writer and violinist from Denver, where she is at work on a book of essays about music and the science of time. GAY Mag, The Harvard Review