Some of us needed to walk around the block four or five times before finally pushing open a dimly lit, unmarked door.Īt the time, there were plenty of dimly lit doors in Boston.
This was not so unusual in the early 1990s, when few gay men identified as such before they left high school. THE FIRST THING I ever did to identify myself as a gay man - before coming out to a friend or relative, before putting a rainbow-flag pin on my jacket - was to walk into a gay bar.
