A Second Chance at My First Real Life

In my last column, I talked about how I got married (to a woman), had two wonderful sons, then eventually found myself divorced. I have to say, it has the makings of a screenplay. But now, I’m faced with the re...

The Thief of Self

Alzheimer’s diagnoses are on the rise, touching more people’s lives by the day — including members of the LGBTQ community, most of whom live alone. So who are we to turn to in support? A local man aims to answer that question.

HIV & THC: A Love Story

The 53-year-old realtor and reluctant silver fox — “That makes me feel old, people calling me that!” — produces a baggie of something called Jeff Sesh-ons. I can’t help but laugh. “You like that?” he grins.