A love story – Part 4

We have been dating for two weeks. My parents want me to visit. I just saw my mother a few weeks ago. But since moving to the Pacific Northwest about 6 years before, I had only been home maybe three times. This was primarily due to financial constraints. The fact that my parents moved 4 hours away from the town I grew up in shortly after I moved was an added complication. My mom had a plane ticket voucher from a prior trip where there was a layover debacle. The voucher was set to expire in about 6 weeks. I … Continue reading A love story – Part 4

The Places You’ll Go

Middle school. A hub of adolescents endeavoring to establish their identity while not yet mature enough to see themselves as distinct from others. It is a delicate balance between isolating in complete uniqueness vs losing one’s self to the whims of peers. Our junior high is a two story brick building built in 1922. It smells of old damp stone and years of hormonal teenagers not yet committed to the new hygienic demands of their bodies. The building is nearing the end of it’s useful life and will be demolished within the decade. It is decided that following Thanksgiving break, … Continue reading The Places You’ll Go

Waking up gay

It’s Spring 2003. My solo set has gone fabulously. An assortment of De Visee met with an unexpected standing ovation. I am preparing to take my advanced standing – which is insider lingo for “play music in front of professors to determine if I am good enough.” It seems to me that if someone who does not play a single instrument can learn a single song that I, player of many instruments, should be able to fix all that is wrong with my playing in the weeks between now and my advanced standing. I play in a duo with a … Continue reading Waking up gay