Letter to My Father

I wrote this letter to my father 40 years ago. It’s interesting that I never talked about being gay. Truth is: I didn’t come out to myself until 1990, three years later! He was in deep decline by then and died before I was comfortable enough to tell him. Coward! It doesn’t matter; I’m pretty … Read more

Jeffrey and the Gigantic Gym Convict

My old pal, Jeffrey, called the other day.  Jeffrey’s more than a pal, actually.  He masqueraded as my son for several years back in the early ’90s in Long Beach (CA, not NY).  Oh, Gawd.  It’s a long story, but I am urged to push forth and present this: Much Needed but Hardly Relevant Background Information … Read more

In Defense of Chaos

I spent today (Sunday) in a business meeting. The subject and direction of the disucssion was fairly radical; acutally, it was almost heretical for my business. We’re getting ready to shake things up again . . . which is something we’ve done very well over the past several years. We’ve gone from being kooks to … Read more