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Amelia: My Son Does Not Need To Prove Anything

A gay parent and blogger writes about an encounter with breaking stereotypes

"When our Triple-A savior finally arrived on the scene, I could have jumped for joy. Instead, I froze. The white knight who showed up for our rescue turned out to be a physical composite of every high school bully I ever suffered: a tattooed skinhead-type, complete with ( Read more... )

"You thought I didn't really notice. But I did. I wanted to high-five you."