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Why would a brief scenario on a dimly lit stage have such powerful impact? Hey: I’m a gay man with experience; I keep my emotions pretty tightly guarded. But something clearly occurred that was, well, sacred. We could call it a ritual. The term is not an easy one for me. I am, like many … Continue reading
My generation didn’t start the Stonewall Revolution. That honor goes to brave souls a bit older than we were, by a decade or two, or maybe less, those slightly ahead of the Boomers who were just in college or high school (like me) or younger. The vanguard were the customers in the Stonewall Inn that … Continue reading
My generation didn’t start what we now call the Stonewall Revolution. That credit belongs to generations before us. Walt Whitman was certainly on the page, with his carefully worded celebrations; Oscar Wilde pushed the envelope further, and paid dearly for his honesty. But these records were carefully avoided by English teachers; we only found them … Continue reading
A Gay Man's Progress 