This week we experienced an amazing television series about the LGBT+ movement's history titled "When We Rise." It is based on the memoir of the amazing Cleve Jones. To my knowledge, this is the first time our community's history has been documented this way. It has received some backlash about
This Thanksgiving, while meditating on all that I have to be grateful for, I keep getting stuck on the word "miracle." One definition of "miracle" is: .. an extraordinary event, development, or accomplishment that brings very welcome consequences. Genuine Friendship is miraculous.
Many things happened last Saturday at Orlando Pride, but in this post, I wanted to share about how I ended up doing something I hadn't even thought of as a possibility during the festival; getting tested for HIV. My friend Crumpy and his friend New Baldy (both nicknames obviously) mentioned the
Last Saturday I popped out of bed around 5:30 am. That is evidence of a miracle because I never pop out of bed at 5:30 am on a Saturday. As I was preparing my coffee, I said out loud, "I can't WAIT to go to pride!" Early on a friend asked, "Are you excited? Do you have high expectations for the
It was 1991, and I was waiting for the bar, Britches and Bloomers (yes, that was the actual name), to close. The DJ and I had been flirting a lot for a few months, and that night, when his DJ duties were done, we were going to an after hours party at a club in Dallas. The Book of Love was going to
Now that I am back on the liberal'ish side of politics again (after a 25-year hiatus in the conservative world) I've noticed something. I've noticed how people view the "other side" from this perspective is, in some cases, shockingly similar to the "side" I recently left. Friends all across the
Yesterday was supposed to be my first time at an LGBTQ Pride Parade/Festival. Hurricane Matthew came along and hijacked the calendar, though. Orlando Pride has been postponed to November. Last year I wasn't ready to go to Pride, but this year I am. I haven't gone to any others in the state and
A friend who I first met when he was 16 (with his parents) at an ex-gay ministry has been in contact again since I came back out. He is 33 now and a well-adjusted gay man. It's still shocking to think how it does seem like it was yesterday he was half his age when I first met him. I am glad he made