I wore a woman's antique fur jacket to my high school junior prom.

My gayness became quietly accepted and, shock of all shocks, life went on.

If there is a gay uniform, the differences are in how each man coordinates the details: the brand and cut of the jeans, the design of belts and boots, the haircut, the number and size of earrings.

I believed I was invincible.

I had been found in a mud puddle at 4:30 in the morning.

It was a pleasure to be a gay eyesore.

One result of An American Family was that I became a gay role model.