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How A Lesbian Pushed Her Mom Beyond Tolerance To Become An Advocate.

by Jourdan Porter

How A Lesbian Pushed Her Mom Beyond Tolerance To Become An Advocate.

Hi. I’m Jourdan Porter. I am from Davidson, North Carolina. In tenth grade, I was living right outside Jackson, Mississippi. And it was pretty early in the school year and I had...

Texas Drag Queen’s Parents Evolve From “You’re Going To Hell” To “Being Presidents Of My Fan Club.”

by Timothy Byars

Texas Drag Queen’s Parents Evolve From “You’re Going To Hell” To “Being Presidents Of My Fan Club.”

My name is Timothy Byars. I’m from Wichita Falls, Texas. Every time the church doors were open, we were there. My granny was – played the piano every Sunday and Wednesday. My ...

“Your Son Is Being Seen Around Town With Known Homosexuals.” Gay Life From The Sixties To Today.

by Michael Anastasio

“Your Son Is Being Seen Around Town With Known Homosexuals.” Gay Life From The Sixties To Today.

“What Was It Like? Stories by LGBTQ Elders” is a new program by I’m From Driftwood, in partnership with Comcast, the nation’s largest cable provider, and SAGE, the count...

After Telling Father About HIV Status, “I Don’t Give A Damn Who Knows.”

by Jamie Brickhouse

After Telling Father About HIV Status, “I Don’t Give A Damn Who Knows.”

Jamie Brickhouse is the author of Dangerous When Wet: A Memoir of Booze, Sex, and My Mother. TRANSCRIPT: I’m Jamie Brickhouse. I’m from Beaumont, Texas. When I was in college...

1961: “I Couldn’t Bring Myself To Write The Word ‘Homosexual.’”

by Edward Lemay

1961: “I Couldn’t Bring Myself To Write The Word ‘Homosexual.’”

“What Was It Like? Stories by LGBTQ Elders” is a new program by I’m From Driftwood, in partnership with Comcast, the nation’s largest cable provider, and SAGE, the count1961: “I Couldn’t Bring Myself To Write The Word ‘Homosexual.’” The year is 1961. I had just graduated from high school and I was on my way to St. John’s University, w1962: Falling In Love With A Fellow Classmate In Seminary School. I was born in 1943, and this happened when I was a sophomore at St. John’s, so 1962. At St. John’s and in manHomework Assignment: “Go To A Singles Bar And Pick Up Women.” This was in 1962 or 63. I’m a student at St John’s and St John’s was known as “The College Behind the PinSabotaging Relationships With Women: “I Think My Subconscious Kicked In.” I had been trying to change my sexual orientation. I’d been trying to be straight and so much of meVisiting A Gay Bathhouse: “It Was A Great First Time.” I had been in therapy to become a straight person, and part of the therapy was to date women. I found, actually, a very,“I Was Very, Very Fortunate In The Sixties That My Parents Were So Accepting.” It was the late Sixties. I was visiting my parents in Minnesota and, fortunately, there was an a“Luke Will Always Be Just A Very, Very Incredible Person In My Life.” So it was the late Seventies I was living on Devisadero and saw this ad in a San Francisco gay newspaper ...

“A Matter of Life and Death.” Being Black and Gay in the 1960s.

by Donald Bell

“A Matter of Life and Death.” Being Black and Gay in the 1960s.

“What Was It Like? Stories by LGBTQ Elders” is a new program by I’m From Driftwood, in partnership with Comcast, the nation’s largest cable provider, and SAGE, the countDictionary Makes Gay Teen Feel Less Alone One of the significant characterizations of the period that I spent in high school in the mid-60s – from ‘63 to ‘67 was that one da1960s: “I Was in a Process of Falling in Love at First Sight.” One of my life experiences that I like to share dates back to my early teen years. Back in the 1960s, I was 19 yBeing Black and Gay in the 1960s: A Matter of Life and Death My late teen years, when I was at university, were times that were really life and death-related times for people my a“It Was Extraordinary”: Man Asks Man On A Date In 1967 Another significant incident from my youth, from my late adolescence, happened in 1967, my first year at university. I w“[My Mother’s] Number One Duty Was To Be An Accepting Parent.” I went to my first march on Washington 48 years ago in 1969 in the moratorium march against the war. And what Racism At A Gay Bar: “It Was Shocking. It Was Hurtful. I Teared Up Right There.” I did have some experiences from later in life that were significant to me. One happened aboutLiving In LGBT-Friendly Senior Housing: “We Live Like Neighbors. And That’s A Good Thing.” Today, I am 67. Well, actually, 67 and a half, as my grandson would tell you. And ...

A Father’s Journey: From Disgust to Pride

by Liam Riley

A Father’s Journey: From Disgust to Pride

My name is Liam Riley. I’m from Los Angeles, California. My parents had me at a really, really young age; they were 16 when they had me. So they had nothing of their own. They w...

“I Cannot Have Anything To Do With a Gay Son. Please Don’t Contact Me Anymore.”

by Lester Mayers

“I Cannot Have Anything To Do With a Gay Son. Please Don’t Contact Me Anymore.”

Hi, my name is Lester Mayers and I’m from Brooklyn, New York. When I was 3 years old I lost my mom to complications of AIDS. And my father left me and I went to go live with my ...

“To Close Off Is Not In Our Blood.” Parents Flee Iran, Accept Gay Son.

by Eric Namaky

“To Close Off Is Not In Our Blood.” Parents Flee Iran, Accept Gay Son.

My name is Eric Namaky and I’m from Chagrin Falls, Ohio. My parents are originally from Tehran, Iran, where they were political activists in the late 70s. In 1979, the Shah shut...

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