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Loving a gay soldier
I had just arrived back from five weeks of training exercises and had everything to put away. It was just past 2000 hours, 800pm for you civilian minded people. I received a call from my boyfriend Hans, wanting to talk, but my sergeant told him we weren't available yet. He said to tell him he wanted to see me tomorrow, which was fine with me as it had been five weeks since I last saw him, I couldn't wait. I called him and he said come over the next day when I got off duty and I did.
By Lawrence Edward Hinchee5 years ago in Pride
Happiness is Cake
Happiness is cake. Or so it is for one Millie Gonzales. Cake and her late abuelita, to be specific. She was blessed with her grandmother’s sweet tooth. They would spend countless blissful hours tinkering with recipes, licking batter off of spoons, and enjoying in the fruits (well, cakes) of their labor. Their shared passion for baking inspired Millie to want to share her happiness with others. She’ll never forget the tearful look her sweet abuelita gave her before pulling her into a fierce hug when she revealed the name of her shop: Rosa’s Bakery. It seemed only natural to name it after the woman who had supported her every step of the way. It was an exciting year watching her business gain traction and quickly become a local favorite. However, things took a turn when Rosa’s health started to rapidly decline last month.
By Ashley Gomez5 years ago in Pride
Many knew the cost
When I was growing up in the 1960's and 1970's as a gay boy we didn't have any role models to look too. I do apologize for the length of this post, I know it definitely will hit the 600 word mark. Most younger generation LGBTQ will ask why are so many people coming out in their fifties and sixties? Or as my first boyfriend said, I love you late bloomers. We had no one to look up too and if you read some of these examples listed below, you will understand why, starting with Mr. Rohrer. I, like Mr. Rohrer of the Dallas Cowboys had no positive role models. But Mr. Rohrer was told if he was gay, then it would destroy his football career. Jeffrey Charles Rohrer (born December 25, 1958) is a former American football linebacker in the National Football League for the Dallas Cowboys. He played college football at Yale University and was drafted in the second round of the 1982 NFL Draft. Early life and collegiate career
By Lawrence Edward Hinchee5 years ago in Pride
Their place.
Ann peeked anxiously out of the window, her brilliant white nets still fresh from their recent wash, the sweet scent reaching her nose. She fingered them gently, pulling them back into place; the breeze had misplaced them slightly and now they weren't hanging right. Ann had become very particular over her nets the past 15 months, how they hung, the way they smelled how they may look from the outside. The outside, the beautiful, scary and forever changed outside. Ann stepped back slightly, this window had been her prisoner and saviour all at once; allowing her glimpses of the normality that slowly started to grow again, hesitant first meetings through the window, opened just enough to have a conversation until fear had made her close it, lock it and step away again when the second wave came, then she simply peered through it longingly, waving at neighbours and watching the world creep back to life once more, while she felt trapped and left behind. Forgotten.
By Claire Lamb5 years ago in Pride
Table for One
Remnants of the store-bought, single-sliced chocolate cake hid in the slits of Liam’s teeth creating a faint bittersweet taste. The semi-sweet aftertaste reminded him of happier times, but those memories left emotional bruises. He knew he could never return to those days where his entire family would gather around him, and the largest homemade chocolate cake singing off-key in celebration. His eyes would dance with flames of excitement as a warm radiant smile was plastered across his face. Even as he used every muscle in his body to inhale, his smile lingered in the corners of his lips. Their cheers would erupt loud enough to rattle the windows as he expelled all of the air from his lungs to blow out every last candle in a single breath. Those were the moments he used to live in, as he felt unconditionally loved or so he thought. Much like the cake fragments lurking in his mouth, his memories had dwindled over time and had lost the value of when they had first occurred. Especially now, as he sat alone at the kitchen table eating a sad excuse for cake in the dark.
By Taylor Kemna5 years ago in Pride
Spare Me the Nematodes, Redux
Tagetes. Possibly from the founding prophet or god of Etruscan religion, Tages, who according to mythology, is supposed to have leapt from a deep furrow left by a ploughman. Described as having the appearance of youth but the wisdom of sages, he taught the people to predict the future through divination.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock5 years ago in Pride
You Deserve to Feel Special
Peter dropped a stack of paperwork the size of a textbook on Aleesia’s desk with an audible ‘thump’. She scowled at it, as it joined the other scattered papers over her desk, before turning her glare at the man hovering over her desk. “What is this? Ad hoc?” She at least managed to keep her tone even. The last thing she wanted was to start some workplace drama with one of the project managers.
By Kassandra Cherry5 years ago in Pride
1978
1978 - The Overture Sexy at Six and Seven I am the hottest guy in my first-grade class. Fashion model hot. The other 6-year-olds can’t compete with my good looks. Put me on a Toys Are Us magazine playing with Legos or on a Mickey Mouse Hoppity-Hop and they will run out of stock. I’m not just sexy but confident, a confidence that isn’t tempered by modesty.
By Brandon Burke 5 years ago in Pride
from Protest to Parade : the activism of Drag & Pride
Just a few thoughts and processes. Its as though it was in another lifetime, the eager will of assembly. The urge to unite and protest in aid of a humans who seek to love freely. Gay pride is the affirmation of dignity, equality and increased visibility of a spectrum of queers individuals.
By Pridezilla5 years ago in Pride
Holden Sheppard’s INVISIBLE BOYS
Every now and then I come across a novel which resonates so powerfully with me that it leaves me shaking by the time I finally reach The End. The first time this happened was when I was in high school and that book was Lord of the Flies. Now, more than forty years later, it has happened again, this time with an Australian novel with characters and settings and events which quite eerily mimic my own upbringing, along with that of so many young men who have grown up as gay in rural Australia.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters5 years ago in Pride
