Those Were The Gayest of Days.

I spent my first year of coming out every night at a gay bar.

Just so you know that what I am about to tell you is true. These will be recollections of that year, what I learned, how I felt, and what it was like for me a struggling, black and gay man. Follow along and when my following grows I write more and more and more.

Before we begin, this is the bar, we called it “The Brook”