Dad's birthday was this week, he would have been 75. He's a Virgo, which equates to a whole slew of positive things in my book -- an outgoing life of the party, a connector, and organizer. He also happened to be a gay man from a time where it made him an outcast and placed [...]
I moved to Chicago in the early 90’s after my divorce at 25. My apartment was 7 blocks from the lake, straddled between Wrigleyville and Boys Town. I educated myself by attending street fairs on Halsted where gay men partied, commiserated, openly hugged and kissed, supported, and loved one another. I’d never seen such openness [...]
Figuring out how I fit in became a question when I was three years old, left living with Dad, and began living with Mom…first with her parents in Davenport, Iowa. As my parents finalized their divorce when I was two it hadn’t occurred to me that I needed to fit. It was living with grandparents I [...]
