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By Marisa Dellatto. September 24, pm Updated September 24, pm. But the Fieris were able to turn lemons into off-the-hook lemonade. When I was a kid. A few years later, he was ready for his first dish. Growing up in Flavortown means that Hunter is comfortable in the kitchen, too.

Gay Oklahomans like my uncle, son of Oral Roberts, bear the weight of stories the straights refuse to tell. Now I am chasing down — and sharing — his own tale. At age 37, Uncle Ronnie was found in a car on the side of a backcountry road, shot dead. He was gay and closeted and, for 10 years now, I have been chasing what few facts remain about the part of his life my family has swept under the rug. I chase after this private history because I am gay as well and, if I am silent, my family could erase me the way they have tried to erase my uncle. In the world of my childhood — spent on a Pentecostal compound in Oklahoma — my uncle Ronnie was a hothouse flower: the way he laughed; the way he smiled through his beard; his professorial cardigan; his glasses; his pipe.

Giving birth to two children as a transgender man gave Trevor MacDonald rare insight into the manifold struggles of trans individuals — and in blogging about it he became the public voice of a long hidden conversation. MacDonald, soft-spoken and sporting a wispy goatee, was breastfeeding his first child at the time. He and his partner had splashed on a lavish dinner, baby in tow. When his son began fussing, MacDonald eyed the waitstaff and patrons wandering about in formal attire and thought it best to head to the restroom.

I wish I had had a father who encouraged me to smoke. My sister pulled through though. My father smoked cigars and a pipe, but only once in a great while did he smoke cigarettes. However, I do wish both of my parents had smoked and encouraged me to do so.