I love that story, it was also a great time in my life and my relationship with my parents. They were younger and more livlier. My father could see and my mother could walk more than a hundred steps.
They came here in January 1993 for 10 days, my wife just learned that she was pregnant with C12. We were both working, we would come home and my god the laundry would be folded, the groceries purchased, food cooked, etc. They were so full of life! And, the great gay bar story.
Updated On: 10/5/05 at 11:02 PM