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Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Hello, all. a couple of you have reached out and I realize that I again, had vanished mostly, for which I apologize. I also have noted that in another thread, someone theorized that my posts had been a "creative writing exercise," which I assure you they were not. Posting here was deeply therapeutic to me as I struggled with some personal issues, and I'm grateful for the welcome you gave me. I'm sorry if anyone didn't believe me, but I don't know what I can do about that without compromising my sons' privacy so there you are. 
Now let's see. Older Brother is still on Capitol Hill and loves it. He was not there during the 1/6 riots, I'm glad to say. His girlfriend graduated from GW law school this spring, and I think they are thick as thieves. No marriage plans yet, but I think she wants to get a career established first.
Navy Twin has graduated from flight school in Pensacola, and will be piloting Hawkeyes, a plane I had not known, but it's an "Information Gathering" vessel. As he says, "I won't be bombing anything, but I'll be choosing the targets." Okay. Despite my continued mobility issues, I was able to get to Florida for his winging, a brief but moving ceremony, and my parents came along-- so proud. He and his girlfriend will get married this fall at the Naval Academy Chapel, and I couldn't be happier, I really love her.
DePaul Twin finished his 5 year BA-MA program and is working, for now, at a tech firm in Chicago, which he loves, although I think this is a "starter job," Still happily single, and he's become the family social director, planning our regular Zoom meet-ups.
And me? Well, better, but the progress is slow. I use a cane, and have some cognitive problems, but, not as bad as at first, and improving. And my friend? (We both still resist "boyfriend" but frankly, that's what he is). That is very, very good. He was so patient with my medical issues, so attentive, and so kind. The boys and their gf's have all met him and like him a lot. 
If I were to describe my ideal man, I'd have said taller than me, on the lean side, mostly smooth, blond or redhead, blue eyes. He checks none of those boxes. He's a bit shorter than me with a solid muscular build, brown hair and eyes, and a pretty furry chest. And so that's now my ideal man. He does have the broad shoulders I used to post about as major turn-ons, though. And we're pretty sexually compatible, as I once posted, although he took some getting used to-- be's a big one downstairs! But he's sensitive and patient and we have a great time. On about our third time together, we were holding each other after sex and he murmured something I didn't catch. I asked what he had said, and he said, "I wish I didn't hurt you." I think that was the moment I fell in love. 
Anyway, hi everybody, you have meant a lot to me, and I'll try to be more present.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

Well, hello my friends. I'm so sorry to have vanished like that, and yes, finding my "gentleman friend" was a factor. Let me start by saying the boys are well and there's a lot to tell, which I'll try to do. 
Last summer I contracted Covid and had a lengthy stay in the hospital. No ventilator, but I was on oxygen for days. This is not very characteristic of me, but I had a hard time recovering both physically and emotionally, and I'm afraid I withdrew from many things I just couldn't motivate myself. In the fall of 2020 I also began to be unsteady on my feet, and scarier still began to have trouble speaking, I just couldn't find the words I was trying to say. Eventually Older Brother took me to the emergency room, where they suspected a stroke. Another hospital stay, this time 10 days while they ruled out many causes, and by the second day I couldn't walk  at all or really even stand up unassisted. Finally they figured out I have pernicious anemia, an inability of the body to to process vitamin B12, without which you can't form red blood cells properly. So shots and physical therapy for months and dealing with many effects. I used a walker for a couple of months and now use a cane. There were two more ER visits when my blood pressure spiked, but I wasn't admitted either time. At first I couldn't get up the stairs, so I slept on an air mattress in the den. The boys were great but quite freaked out. Navy Twin is in Pensacola at flight school (he finally chose aviation). I have very little stamina and can't stand up for very long, but it's not as bad as it was.
There has been progress but it's extremely slow and sometimes discouraging. But I'm trying to be optimistic, and my friend has been a rock of support. I'll try to catch you up with that adventure, and at this point I guess I can just call him my lover.
So once again, I'm touched by your concern and I wish I had handled all of this better, but I didn't. I'll try to stick around this time.

An escort told me this joke.
 
"There's something in the air in San Francisco that keeps women from getting pregnant."
 
"What's that?"
 
"Men's legs."

I didn't get spanked as a kid but I had a friend whose parents spanked him for any misbehavior well into his teens. I remember being fascinated that he didn't seem to mind, we'd be doing something and he'd matter of factly say, I'm going to get spanked for this, you know. But he kept on doing whatever it was. I wonder if he's into it now?

One of the strangest things about my years of denying my sexuality was how much time I spent in locker rooms. I got into sports at least in part to prove I was "normal," but that meant that from childhood through college I was almost daily in a place where I changed and showered with other guys. I tightly controlled my eyes (and still do, reflexively) but many of these pictures are reminiscent of those days.