Travis69

Let me guess:  Merman played Dorothy, Perkins was the Scarecrow and Liberace was Glinda the Good Witch.
Who else was in the cast?

This was the first thing I thought of. 
The second thing I thought of is "your not their mom."

In the most backwards parts of the country a threesome with brothers is called just another threesome

I will ask!  If I hire them, I will ask each for a DNA sample and I will taste if there's a difference. 😛

What about house bands ?

I didn't miss it when I encountered Lynde in the Meatrack on Fire Island one night in the late 1960s.

In the pew, on the pew, under the pew…in the confessional, any one of the chapels, the baptismal….gives “kneeling at the altar” special new meaning

I clicked on the link.  They're handsome.  And It's lucky for this calendar that the priests didn't have to abstain from hair gel.  

I remember the Meatrack! When I walked through it, so many wanted to suck me that I was amazed.
Of course, they were mosquitoes.

Like this? 
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxgI-RjGdGDVlKcCVx_JEyA-Euf4EYei8I
DWTS fun for the family!! 😘

I guess I qualify as a gay elder, since I came out when Dwight Eisenhower was President. In my 20s, I was active in the small, pre-Stonewall gay rights organizations, and I took part in the first gay picketing of Independence Hall in 1965. I was living with my second partner a few blocks from the Stonewall the night of the riot. In my 30s, I was active in the new post-Stonewall national gay rights organizations, and carried the flag at the head of a Gay Pride parade during the Bi-Centennial in 1976. I also taught the first gay literature course ever offered at my college. In my 40s, I was active as a volunteer in AIDS organizations, and ran an AIDS information hotline. By my 50s, my energies were starting to flag, and I turned to professional and family responsibilities. In my 60's and 70s, my contributions to gay life were mostly financial.
This topic made me realize that I have almost no contact with "young gays" any longer. When the head of the LGBTQ student organization at my alma mater recently asked alumni for information about "gay life" at the school for a historical retrospective video she was preparing, she told me I was the oldest alumnus who responded. I told her there was no "gay life" at the school when I was there, because homosexual activity was illegal then. She asked to interview me to use as a prologue for the video, and I agreed, the closest I have come to any kind of mentoring of young gays in recent years. Like many old men, I live in the bubble of retirees in the age-segregated divisions that characterize modern American society. The "younger" men who have posted here are probably my only audience. However, if the Supreme Court tries to take away any of my hard-won rights, I'll probably be back at the public demonstrations again.

I have a deep rooted appreciation for drag and drag queens. When I was a wee lad studying in Ireland, trying to find myself, I scraped together all my courage and dragged (pun intended!) myself over to a gay bar. The place looked a little seedy on the outside, not "the hottest gay joint in town", but the kind of low key place with a few locals, where a stranger can scope things out on the QT - just what I was looking for. Upon entry I was greeted by a beautifully dresses lady in drag. I had never seen teeth that white, lips that red or a gown so meticulously crafted out of red faux silk.  She steered me towards the bar and settled me next to a local bloke. Big, bald, hairy, tattood, loud - the exact opposite of what I wanted, but just what I needed.  He gave me one look and yelled at the barkeep: "Hey Giúiré - this one is too young for a pint of the black stuff!"  The barkeep chuckled. The drag queen on stage (I later got to know him as Sammy), next to the bar interrupted her joke telling to glare at him and replied: "Don't you start on him Atticus - you manky old savage!" She floated off the stage, came over to say hello and said out loud, aiming for it to be overheard: "Hmm. Somebody throw me a life vest - I am about to drown in sea green eyes!" Then she winked at me and walked off. Someone from the other side commented:"I know whose keeping me warm tonight!" There I was, a too tall, too skinny, too insecure lad, blushing like I had never before.  She stopped, turned to him and said: "Well, Sean, I am glad you are putting that Merino wool blanket I got you for Christmas to good use". Now the whole bar was paying attention. "Merino wool? You got it on sale at Tesco and left the tag on!" Sean complained. She gave him a brilliant smile and the whole bar laughed. They may have been a little drunk by that point. I didn't care. Suddenly I was part of the family. 

We share these memories. But I also remember Charlie Brown doing both fundraising and outreach for AIDS patients before just about anyone else. I remember his working at Burkhart's behind the bar, not in drag, and pleading with customers to donate unused winter coats for AIDS patients. While drag might not be something I particularly go out of my way to watch, Charlie Brown and the other drag queens from the eighties and early nineties deserve our respect and thanks, 

you missed the point... everything is ok if you're straight and white.
didn't you say you did cocaine in your youth and a line is nothing but drinking 4 coffees at once... 
You've shared with us some painful memories of your college years. Maybe some of those folks you allegedly saw in distress were also intoxicated because they got assaulted. 

That's what 'carnival' is all about, whether its gay or non-gay. Taking on other identities for a moment  
 

Pretty much describes every frat party and bankers party I have been too.  Don’t send your kids to college and keep them out of the business world. 

If you don't like it don't look.
As a proclaimed bisexual man, you're not that different in the eyes of many who would want sodomy and other things to be illegal again. 

I’ve been accused of being straight acting and appearing.  I accept that.  I also accept our community comes in many colors.  It’s vibrant, exciting, sometimes exotic. Sometimes weird.  All are welcome in my book 

You see them as a joke, perhaps others see them as entertainers. Do you feel the same way about Elton John, Kiss, Marilyn Manson, Madonna, Katy Perry, David Bowie, Liberace, Prince, Cher, Lady Gaga, Bjork, Michael Jackson, clowns, mimes, figure skaters, etc. ?

Pride is not about pleasing straight people or to fit whatever concept they have about us.

Drag was one of those “secret delights” gay men would share, going to clubs and fundraisers back in the day - the queens were almost the only representation of femininity in the  joint in early 80’s before gay bars became THE bridal shower destination. The OQs: A little gritty, a little ugly, a little home-made, a little filthy, always self-effacing. There’s a more commercial slickness to all of it now, not to mention the manufacture of ego and I’ll-temper exaggerated for TV. Drag is no longer targeted TO a gay audience. But I love that there are more who can afford to buy houses now!!!
@foxy Get yourself a TV remote and change the channel, set down the phone, close the laptop. Sure fire way to see fewer! 

How about XX years?
I spent some time with RickyP a while back. Can't say anything bad about him. In fact, I had a good time. Fun in the sack (but Bozo is pretty vanilla), and surprisingly very bright. His rate was also very reasonable.
Through a series of circumstances he showed me his drivers license. He was born in XXX. So he is (or will be later this year) XX years old. His RM ad lists him as 31....
This may not matter to some. It may matter to others.
Bozo
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I guess these rules are flexible... good to know

I am sorry to hear that you had to experience this behavior. People will say hurtful things to their closest family, things they won’t say to absolute strangers. That has always surprised me. 
 
My family hasn’t been this bad. I could claim that it is because I am so fabulous (of course I am!), but it is mainly because they believe I am rich and they hope to inherit when my wicked ways finally do me in.   If only they knew I plan to spend it all before I go, on boys and booze!! 😆

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