If you wish to fully understand where I come from and all that I am…what you must first know is this:
My birth, my life, my story, MY VERY FUCKING EXISTENCE…
is based on a GRAND and GLORIOUS GRIFT.
SO GODDAMNED PERFECT.
In the end, the truth always rises, like smoke, until it is, at last, free. No matter the shadows and the shame that protected it and cloaked it for so long, when the truth finally shows its radiant face, it is always lovely and shiny and welcome and whole…because it is THE TRUTH.
Thank you for bringing me to this place. Thank you for this shimmering, improbable existence. Thank you for the gift of THE TRUTH. Thank you for giving me your life, your love, your heart, your magic. Thank you for including me in your destiny. Thank you for being a handsome bastard. Thank you for saying YES.
Nothing goes away.
(Photograph of my BEAUTIFUL HEPCAT teenaged father, Tommy — Rochester, New York, circa 1952)