Sep 01 2009
No, it was not a choice.
My friend Joey and I had dinner the other night. He is a usual here – he comes 3-4 nights a week to have dinner at my place or at times, we would go to a local diner to chat and catch up.
We got to talking about things, our lives and where we’re going. We often talk about the time when we grow old and the fear of not being paired with anyone. As gay men, we may not have children if we don’t choose to adopt. So, who would be with us when our eyes start to go bad. What if we become weak in the knees and need assistance just to get up from bed?
