It was often noted in my teens and twenties in particular that I had quite the Irish temper. This seems to have greatly diminished over the years and now is an emotion I rarely indulge in. Much of the anger
Author: geohrinj
Where was I in the 60’s.
In hindsight the sixties were clearly the decade of my most dramatic and far reaching spiritual, political and social changes. I went from being the “best little boy in the world” in 1960, a devout virginal Catholic altar boy living
Shopping and Drinking: Further lessons in Impermanence.
If by drinking we were referring to alcohol with this topic selection I was never much of an over-the-top imbiber despite my Irish heritage but I did enjoy a frequent vodka tonic and often found the buzz very enjoyable. It
So Many Roads – A Great Performance.
It was July 9th 1995 at Soldier Field in Chicago, a Grateful Dead concert. The second of two sold out shows with over 60,000 in attendance each night. It was the end of that summer’s concert run for the Dead
Lavender University
My involvement in the Gay Community Center began back in 1976. My first volunteer duties started very shortly after it opened at its first location in the 1400 block of Lafayette. This was an old brick two story duplex that
Forbidden Fruits
This famous quote from Gandhi seems to aptly sum up our LGBT history as society’s forbidden fruits. If you Google the word fruit and then add ‘slang’ to the search the Wikipedia post is quite worth the read. The word
Favorite Literary Character
Anna Madrigal (a girl and a man) My first trip to San Francisco was in 1979 with a friend named Phil. I met Phil I recall through the Gay Community Center on Lafayette Street a few years earlier. His story
Boredom – My Evolution With the Erotic
A pet theory of mine around the widespread use of penile erection-facilitating drugs (Viagra, Cialis etc.) and the apparently millions of Medicare dollars spent on penis-pumps has as much to do with boredom as it does the ravages of aging
When I Decided – to Become a Nurse
I moved to Denver in December of 1972. One memory of our initial arrival in Denver has stuck with me for all of these years and I think of it every winter. I grew up in the Snow Belt of
Competition
On first meeting Harry Hay and John Burnside at my home here in Denver back in 1978 one of the first of many teachings Harry attempted to impart to me was his theory of Subject-Subject consciousness. Specifically how this related