I Have a Confession to Make:  I Was in the Very First Gay Pride Parade Here in Chicago
Yep, it’s true.  That summer my friends and I spent every day at the beach.  Before work, after work and our days off were spent getting tanned and eating bad hot dogs from the concession stands. “Chicago Shore.” This particular day, we were at Fullerton Beach.  None of us owned cars or even drove.  We... Read more »