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| Real magazine article, 1953, from ONE National Gay and Lesbian Archives, USC. |
A mix of memories of life before Stonewall.
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Prayer for Peace
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, harmony; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
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2 comments:
These are great. Some of them mirror my own coming out as a young man. I thank God for the mentors who guided me.
I do too: my college career was delayed but when I finally got to a big university, there was a gay rap group sponsored by the campus mental health clinic; and also one-on-one counseling. So that made it a safe, easy way to come out.
Otherwise, I might still be in the closet today - the thought of going into a gay bar was terrifying. Hell, I didn't even know there was a gay bar in that town! So I came out just in time to see the end of disco, and before the plague struck. A lucky break, that.
Of course, I soon learned that coming out was not the end of all problems, just the beginning of a new road; but even with all its bumps and jolts, it was better than living without hope of love.
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