In Or Out of The Closet

My dad came out of the closet in the early '70's. He was just over 30 years old. It was a gradual process and not one in which he just flung open the door and shouted, +ACI-Ta-da+ACE I'm gay+ACEAIg His coming out was one that happened in stages, beginning with Mom who was appalled, confused and devastated, then … [Read more...]

Why I Write . . .

I must have been about 11 or 12 when I started writing in a diary. Each page was gilded with gold edges and a tiny lock secured the tab that wrapped around them, creating a private sanctuary for my deepest thoughts. Dear Diary, I would write in my large loopy script, and I'd be off and running about … [Read more...]

Finding My Tribe

It was a drizzly, cold day when I sat across the table from Laura Hall for the first time. Her sweet smile and welcoming nature did little to take the chill out of the drafty restaurant we occupied for more than three hours, but our hearts were warm and filled with the kind of kindred spirit that … [Read more...]

We Are Family

There is the family we are born to, and there is the family that we make+ADs in my case, I have always felt more comfortable with the latter. My Midwest suburban upbringing dictated that we stay close by, and maybe someday, raise our own families near our parents. But it never felt like home. The lure … [Read more...]

Dear Lisa, Dad Does Love You

+ACY-nbsp+ADs Dear Lisa, What a tumultuous time you are having in this, the 18th year of your life. You have so much passion in you, and so much rage, which you will come to learn in time is simply fear. Those days when you were little in the house on Elder Lane felt so warm and cozy. You were … [Read more...]