PAWPAW'S MESSAGES TO MY GRANDSONS
Pawpaw loves Connor!
Pawpaw loves Bryson!
Pawpaw loves Archer!
First Love is a powerful thing. In my case, it was a lost
love. We were childhood best friends. We had the same dark hair. People often
asked if we were brothers. We finished each other’s sentences. We were soul
mates. In the living hell that is sometimes life, we grew up in a time when men
loving men was illegal. Men like us were beaten, jailed, murdered, refused
employment, refused housing, castrated. It was terrifying to even consider admitting
our natural sexuality. I was in love with a man since fifth grade but I was
afraid to admit it.
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