Remembering the Closet

For those of us that have come out of the closet and move away from hiding our sexual identity to those that are around us, the memory of what it means to be in the closet becomes more distant with time as we become more comfortable with our sexuality. However, in doing so and moving past the closet, do we also in turn distance ourselves away from those that are still in the closet?

Do Ask, Please Tell

When top brass says “jump” you ask “how high?” When top brass says “shoot” you shoot. When top brass says, “protect your brothers” they never said “just the heteros”, they meant everyone! And no one had a problem, nor should there have ever been a question about your sexuality in the military.

BOYFRIEND UNIVERSITY: Touch Me!

I remember going to the barber for a haircut with my father when I was a boy. I grew up in Rising Sun, Ohio, a small town with a general store, a lonely post office, and only one barber. I must have been about 9 or 10 years old. I don’t remember much about the barber himself or the shop except for the traditional, red and blue swirled barber’s pole and the smell of overly-applied aftershave. The most significant part about getting a hair cut was being touched by a man.