Love is All that Matters

It was a Sunday morning in the Castro in San Francisco. We were having brunch at the Bagdad Cafe. As we waited in line, we noticed a couple who obviously didn’t belong. They stood out even if they had been tourist. My husband and I immediately wondered about their story. When we were seated, we…

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The Darkness

In the darkness one can not see any boundaries. The blacker the night the more freedom I feel I have. This is something I learned when I was still a small boy, strutting about like a little man, spouting off about the high gas bills and complaining about the Phone Company. Adults were comfortable with…

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