Bear Valley, WI (1957)
When I look back at this picture now, it brings back the great memories of staying with my grandparents.
My grandparents always told me it was OK to like boys, or even love them, as long as I was happy. My parents were a different story.
While my mom was very supportive, my dad hauled me off to a priest to confess my "sin" for loving boys.
I sat there and told the priest I loved boys, and that's how it was. And, that I didn't care what he or my old man said.
I can remember the priest saying, "That's alright, but you can't come to church anymore." I just laughed and said, "Good."
As far as the rest of the family went, they never cared one way or the other.
During school, I never had a real problem with me liking boys. And some of the older boys protected me if anyone started anything, like calling me names.
My advice to kids now is:
Just be yourself and don't hide your feelings. If someone yells names at you,
just walk away. Believe me, it does get better as you grow older.
And one more thing:
Leave the drugs and booze alone. They don't get you anywhere.
James' first, famous-person same sex crush:
He was so cute, I dreamed about him. I also had a crush on Michael Jackson
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