by Cliff Townsend

I hail from South Bend, Indiana, where I grew up in a virtually non-homophobic environment. I did not witness any negativity from parents, teachers or other adults towards any of ...

by Allen S.

I came out at 27 in 2009. I feel like such a loser saying that. I have a lot of younger friends who came out in middle school, in high school, college… but I really didn’t fig...

by Whittier Strong

This is hard for me to write.  I risk incriminating people with whom I am making peace.  I now recognize that they, as well as I, were operating out of ignorance.  Yet I must t...

I grew up in the northeast suburbs of Indianapolis when it wasn’t the large city it is now. At that time, I lived in a neighborhood in the middle of cornfields. Sports were impo...

by Victor Kinzer

I stopped going to gay bars very shortly after turning 21. I had gone to our local gay club (may it rest in peace, it closed a couple years ago) for karaoke night with a friend. I...

by Mark Itell

Many people make up this myth that “gay” people aren’t masculine enough to play sports. I have always had this interest in boxing. I went 18 years sparring with men, both ga...

by Whittier Strong

One fine morning in third grade, I awoke in a very good mood. As a pretentious eight-year-old addicted to public broadcasting, I planned to spend the day, as sometimes I would, sp...

by Bob R.

It was the fifties, I was in my 20’s and gay bars were scary. You always had to worry that the guy you were trying to pick up might be a cop. But there were other places to pick...

by Whittier Strong

RRRRIIIPP! I checked for the source of the sound, and felt a small hole in the crotch of my jeans.  “Fifteen hours,” I assured myself.  “Fifteen hours, and I can unpack my...