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I grew up in a really 'non-visibly gay' section of this country: The Midwest. Worse even- that I hail from a staunch evangelical household. Before now, my parents had never known anybody openly gay. This completely rendered my formative exposure to a minimum. I also grew up without cable, which will indeed retard my adulthood pulp conversations. My ideas of homosexuality were predominately characterized by Ernie and Bert on Sesame Street and Jack Tripper from Three's Company, whose personality only pretended to be gay to get inexpensive rent. There was also a neighbor boy on Too Close For Comfort, who had been just supposed to be homosexual, but was not outed. When I was twelve and thirteen I awakened to role-model boys. The pictures I choose to place with my bed were of Danny Pintauro from Who's the Boss, and Chad Allen from Our House and later Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman. How was I supposed to know that they were likely to become the flaming friends of Judy? (Gay) How was I supposed to know that various conversations with Chad fifteen years later could be absolutely crucial in my decision to come out to my loved ones. Sexual identity wasn?t something I had any sense about until the previous few decades. I had been a ? late bloomer? Some might say, but somehow it worked, only awkwardly timed. My very first trip to a gay bar came in a really untimely time about a year and a half to my union with my ex-wife. There was so much of this planet I didn?t know about. I was walking , but seeking . My first marriage occurred from ages twenty five and continued until I had been twenty-five. I really gave it a fair try, but it simply didn?t work. It became apparent to me fairly quickly that the problem of my marriage was more than a bit obtuse, but after...