Charlie

You are correct about numbers 1 and 2. As for 3, a semi-colon rather than a comma should have been used before "however."

I have very tender feet😟

I would never just tuck a credit card or ID in my sock in a place where there are a lot of people down on their knees for a good reason.

He huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the house down!

Thank you for your noble efforts to help other clients!

It has always been hard to find the right date for the PS Weekend. When we started the event in 2005, we did it in February, because it happened to fit Lucky's and my schedule, and it included a group visit to the theater to see a show. Once Oliver offered to host the event and include a pool party, weather became more of a factor; I remember one year when it was so cold that we had to rent outdoor heaters to put around the pool. After that, Oliver moved the event to April, which also worked better for his schedule, but it's hard to find any weekend in March or April that doesn't conflict with some other public event in the Coachella Valley, because those happen to be the ideal months in the first half of the year to do anything here.

It was actually a rather daring thing for the teacher to do, if he was trying to signal that he was aware of @Rudynate's interest in him and was warning him of the possible consequences.

The late forum member whom I described stumbled upon the old Hooboy site while looking for sex, but joined the forum in hopes of finding gay men his own age who might understand his history, which I think is the OP's motivation as well.

I suspect that there are now so many AI-written papers about the so-called Great Books that giving such an assignment today would be a waste of time, unless it were a very specifically pointed question (e.g., "Why do you believe that Jane Austen decided to give her novel the title Pride and Prejudice instead of All's Well that Ends Well or A Sensible Marriage?").

BTW, when I lived in in the UK back in the 1970s, although I was only a resident alien and not a citizen, I was able to use the National Health for my medical service without charge. I don't know whether that is still true.

Just to clarify Unicorn's comments, the recently deceased member of this site that he is referencing, whom I also knew but not well, is not the same person I was describing in my post, who died fifteen years ago.

As I remember from my old list of ways that HIV is transmitted, fisting per se is not one of the ways that one gets AIDS. (I worked for a few years on an AIDS information hotline, and we got calls regularly from an hysterical man who was worried because he had put his finger in a female prostitute's ass, and he was afraid he might have been infected with HIV from that act. No matter how often we reassured him, he couldn't get over that fear.)

I don't think that most reputable financial advisors care about your sexual orientation, only about your financial resources and your objectives. In northern California, it would be hard for any financial advisor to avoid having gay clients, and it would probably be illegal to turn down a client because he was gay. Our financial advisors have always been straight men in the Philadelphia outer suburbs.

I got lost in memories as I read through the list of names of those on the Key West memorial, which included the names of three men I had known when I was young and carefree, and didn't even realize had died of AIDS. That's what a memorial should do. Rest in peace, Mitty, Larry and Ken.

Someone needs to tell him that he accidentally put his pants on backwards!

I honestly can't remember the last time I had a morning erection--probably about fifty years ago.

It doesn't suggest ANYTHING to me, which is why I think it fails as a memorial.

I know of at least two active members of this forum whose story is similar to yours. One of the now-deceased members here was a good friend of mine who didn't become actively gay until he was a grandfather; he managed to maintain his close relationships with his wife, grown children and other family members, so I know it can be done, even though it is not necessarily easy. He also managed to integrate some of his close gay friends with his straight family--his daughter and I shared his power of attorney for his health directives. He admitted to me that there were days when he wished he could still be the "normal" husband and father that he once was, yet he realized that he was who he was, and it was a relief to be that whole person. I hope that others here who share your kind of history will contact you. I also lived for many years in Philadelphia, so I agree with Marylander's suggestion that you get to know the local organizations. The Mazzoni Center is named for Peter Mazzoni, a friend of mine who was active in AIDS organizations in the 1980s, and who died of AIDS. You may also want to check out the William Way Community Center for possible contacts. I have been gone from PA for 20 years, so I don't have any up-to-date information.

He could easily pass for 50.

Love the aspirational t-shirt!

His latest review is from PeneAmpio, who rarely posts but who has been a member of this site for 20 years.

I think he is guilty of age-shaving in the ad.

Well, you have to admit that he is "ripped."

I decided in my late 40s that I wanted to learn to play the piano, and I took lessons for a couple of years with a teacher from the Curtis Institute in Philly. However, I realized that I would probably never learn how to play well enough to play the classical music I enjoyed listening to, so when I was going to Europe to work for a year, I had an excuse to stop the lessons. When I got back to Philly, I thought about starting again, but for practical reasons I had to get rid of my piano, so that was the end of my musical ambitions. When I retired, someone persuaded me to start learning how to play tennis, and I got hooked. Now tennis is my only serious hobby.

I am sitting here looking at an Hiroshige print on the wall that I bought in Kyoto many years ago. Hiroshige was a prolific Japanese artist of the early 19th century, who painted landscapes. My print is 7"x 8" and was an ideal souvenir to bring home, because it weighs nothing and was easy to pack; I had it framed after I got home. Of course, you could probably buy the print more easily online today, but it would just be another piece of art, not something that reminded you of your actual visit to Japan and where you purchased it.