Title IX 50 Years Later

On the 50th anniversary of Title IX, a local writer and athlete reflects on the impact of the legislation 鈥 in her own life and on generations of women nationwide.
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Photo of Janina Parrot Jacobs, courtesy of Janina Parrot Jacobs.

In June 1972, I鈥檇 completed my junior year at Pershing High School in Detroit, heading toward senior status. Even though I鈥檇 played competitive golf since age 9, an invitation from coach L. Chenevert to join the men鈥檚 team for their fall 1972 season was unexpected. In the 鈥60s and 鈥70s in Detroit, there were few opportunities for girls鈥 golf 鈥 and certainly no teams.

As a 16-year-old, I was oblivious to current听events and totally unaware of the recently passed , the monumental legislation that stated, 鈥淣o person in the United States shall, on the basis of sex, be excluded from participation in, be denied the benefits of, or be subjected to discrimination under any education program or activity receiving federal financial assistance.鈥

I was overjoyed at the idea of playing on a team 鈥 any team 鈥 even the men鈥檚. Growing up with three brothers, I鈥檇 always competed against boys anyway, given no quarter because of my gender.

Clueless as to the importance of my new status, I wasn鈥檛 on any quest to make history, but I did: I was the first woman in Michigan to play on a men鈥檚 team in high school (and later in college) after Title IX was passed. I played, won some, lost some, then graduated from high school in June 1973.

College golf options were extremely limited, but as co-valedictorian at Pershing, I鈥檇 earned a four-year full academic Michigan Competitive Scholarship to attend and, quite frankly, had no money to apply anywhere else. An invitation arrived from coach Joel Mason, a former Green Bay Packer with a tough reputation, to join the WSU men鈥檚 team when their season began in March 1974.

No women鈥檚 team existed, and it would not until 40 years later.

I was immediately accepted by the guys, even earning a nickname, 鈥淭he One Woman Golfer鈥 鈥 somewhat tame compared with those of my teammates 鈥淭itanic鈥 Thompson, 鈥淗arry the High Ball,鈥 鈥淭he Windmill,鈥 and others. My older brother, Chris Parrott, was also a team member.

As the ramifications of Title IX permeated academia, local media attention soon followed not only me but also WSU diver Dacia Schileru, who became the first woman to compete in an NCAA championship on March 15, 1973. Suddenly, there was much to prove, at least in my mind. I wanted to earn my spot on the men鈥檚 team and not simply be 鈥済ifted鈥 with it because I was female and the law said so.

鈥淎ll the young women of my era were told, 鈥榃omen don鈥檛 play sports. Women aren鈥檛 interested in sports.鈥 Well, Title IX showed how interested we are, and it鈥檚 the best thing that鈥檚 ever happened to women in sports.鈥 听 听 听 听 鈥 U-M鈥檚 Carol Hutchins (pictured), winningest NCAA softball coach in history. . // Photograph by Mike Janes/Four Seam Images via AP.

Not every athletic director or coach embraced the tenets of Title IX. Some were openly defiant, publicly sabotaging efforts to initiate progress and skirting the law.

Such intolerance and malice were factors many female contemporaries and hopefuls learned to navigate, but some simply gave up.

It鈥檚 no surprise that studies conducted by the reveal that the benefits of girls鈥 participation in sports are both far-reaching and lifelong, especially in the areas of physical, social, and emotional health; confidence; academic success; and leadership.

Today, I鈥檓 a golf, travel, and business writer/editor/media consultant; motivational speaker; and professional music director, musician, and performer. I own a Detroit restaurant; am a Golf Association of Michigan governor, Michigan Women鈥檚 Golf Association adviser, and local Navy League president; sit on several charitable boards; and work with military members and veterans. No grass grows under my feet 鈥 with the exception of fairways, since I still play golf. None of this would have been possible without the confidence instilled during my youth by my dad, Buck Parrott, (he never said, 鈥淕irls don鈥檛 do that.鈥) or my acceptance on those men鈥檚 golf teams so long ago. With belief in oneself, there are no limits.

In 2000, I was inducted into the WSU Athletic Hall of Fame, and I am still amazed to see my portrait staring back when I attend new inductions each year. In 2017, I joined the Michigan Women鈥檚 Golf Association Hall of Fame, established earlier that year specifically to celebrate those who have made outstanding contributions to women鈥檚 golf in Michigan.

For progress to continue, we 鈥済irls鈥 must keep on playing, showing up, and asking for what we want. We must show the world our talents without apology. Sometimes that means winning a collegiate championship 鈥 but it doesn鈥檛 have to.

In 1999, the late PGA Tour golf great Tom Weiskopf and I met during the pre-party for the grand opening of his Cedar River course at Shanty Creek Resort in Bellaire.

鈥淵ou look like a golfer. What鈥檚 your handicap?鈥 Weiskopf asked. I told him it was 1, and he replied, 鈥淭hen I should be playing golf with you! Why don鈥檛 you play the exhibition round with me tomorrow morning?鈥

Flabbergasted, I accepted. Of the hundreds attending, the men were shocked and the women delightfully surprised at Tom鈥檚 rare decision to include a woman. But not everyone is like Tom. Despite many gains, attitudes remain within sports and business that result in women being excluded, ignored, or held responsible for 鈥 something.

We should never forget why Title IX had to happen, why we need to keep pushing forward and keep winning every inch of ground we can.


This story is from the November听2022 issue of 糖心vlog安卓版. Read more in our digital edition.