A Prologue: This isn’t a statement about homosexuality and whether or not it is a sin. This isn’t a statement about gay marriage and what should be done about it’s legislation. This is a story. It is a story about a boy. A boy I loved and how I lost him, and how sad that makes me feel.
When I was in college at SPU I had this friend, Robert. In the course of four years he went from being a the vice president of the Young Republican club to the most liberal writer on the school paper – reknown for tequila, cigars, and leftist tendencies. He was my most soul-attached guy friend and we were deeply rooted in some way … {read more…}

