An odd thing happened this evening.

First of all, I have no idea why his name came into my mind after all these years [we graduated from the same private Catholic all male high school, DE LA SALLE in 1970. Back then I didn't know why I wanted to spend as much time as possible with him. Now I know: I was madly in love with him.]

Then I googled him and up popped his photo! He's still the hot, handsome man I was in love with in high school.

He was the first straight friend that I came out to around 1976 and he was the last straight friend I talked to in 1985 before moving to Dallas. When I came out to him we were the same good friends we were in high school and all was fine between us.

In our last conversation before I moved to Dallas, he had met a Christian woman with kids and ... tah-dah! ... I was heading straight to hell in a bucket. He's now a minister at a non-denominational Christian church in a strip mall.