It wasn't a secret that I was gay. I'd come out to my parents during my junior year of high school, on the day that I also wrecked the family car.

I'm not sure when I first knew that I was gay.

Having loving and supporting parents didn't make me feel any better about the possibility of seeing my personal life splashed across newspapers and tabloids.

Life would be so much harder if I had to lie about who I was.

I came very close to quitting my job for the Bush-Cheney '04 campaign. I seriously considered packing up my office and heading home to Colorado.

For the record, I love my sister. But she is dead wrong on the marriage issue.

It won't take 40 years for opposition to same-sex marriage to dissipate.