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 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.

When you've grown sick of reading and bug-eyed from watching TV, when your friends are all visited out, no words can adequately praise the link to the outside world provided by your parents and family.

It was a pleasure to be a gay eyesore.

Proclaiming a sexual preference is something that straight men never really have to bother with.

I believed I was invincible.