Lately, I have been writing a memoir. I don’t know if this is something I will ever publish but it has been a fun exercise. In writing about my life from an early age, I am also seeing more clearly the effect and damage years of being in the closet has had on my life. Continue reading
One of the fun things about watching a three and a half year old for the weekend is that you get to go places with other three and a half year olds and their dads, who are mostly in their twenties and thirties.
I’m reading a new book published just this week by Robbie Rogers and Eric Marcus: Coming Out To Play. It is the autobiography of Rogers, the first professional soccer player to come out as gay. Continue reading
I never knew why my parents transferred me from public school to a private all boys’ Episcopal school in third grade, while my sister was sent across town to a co-ed Quaker school. Continue reading