Keith's Story
Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticize What you can't understand… Lyrics by Bob Dylan, The Times They Are A-Chang'in When I was a senior in high school these lyrics were part of a four-minute speech I delivered at a state forensics meet in Wisconsin. I surprised myself by getting an A. Times were changing in the late sixties and early seventies. The war in Vietnam was coming to an end. Young people were becoming activists and love was free. Except for me. I knew at a young age I was different from my other playmates. They would look at pictures of women in bras and panties in the JC Penny catalogue. I'd look at the men's underwear pictures. As I grew older I finally figured out I was gay, or to use the term of the day, queer. I knew being queer was wrong, that queers were picked on, bullied and often beat up. I wanted none of that. But I couldn't help it. My parents to