"The Unbearable Truth... Fear Eats The Soul"

Thursday, November 12, 2026

"The Artist's Corner..."

"Mike's Snack Bar"

Oil on canvas

Ward Lamb

Wednesday, November 11, 2026

"Same Gender Loving People - No. 6431"

"Love Is A Special Kind Of Freedom..."

Positive images of people like me... The truth of the matter is that we all need to see people like ourselves. So every day, I'll post a photo, drawing or some other artwork that depicts Same Gender Loving People as what we are... Only Human.

"We Were Always There..."

"The Look Of Love..."

"The Truth About Love..."

Love is a concept none of us really understand but yet we try to define it in the small square of accepted norms. When two people love each other and want to be together in more than one way, gender, society, age, caste, creed stops mattering.

- SHRIYA JOSHI

"I Am Always Remembering..."

This photo from 2012 was a shocking revelation to me that indeed the world had changed for the better. When I first saw this kiss, I remembered never even daring to dream that such open affection and love could be possible. This was the homecoming kiss every gay sailor for generations had silently wished for.

"The Truth On Veteran's Day..."

Veterans Day (originally known as Armistice Day) is a federal holiday in the United States observed annually on November 11, for honoring military veterans of the United States Armed Forces. It coincides with holidays in several countries, including Armistice Day and Remembrance Day, which also occur on the anniversary of the end of World War I. Major hostilities of World War I were formally ended at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918 when the Armistice with Germany went into effect. At the urging of major U.S. veteran organizations, Armistice Day was renamed Veterans Day in 1954.

Why This Day Matters To Me...

I am a veteran, my father and my father's father were veterans and we all served with pride, honor and a measure of shame. Me I served as a silent and scared gay man before and during "Don't ask, Don't tell". I lived in constant fear that my secret would come to light and I would drummed out of the service. For my father and my grandfather, their shame was that they both served in a segregated military even while under fire and in battle, bleeding the same patriot's blood as other men who served above decks and at the front lines.

But we all had this in common, despite the hardships and depravations of the injustices thrust upon us for no reason other than the color of their skin, or in my case, my sexual orientation, we loved our nation and were willing to lay down our lives in her defense in the hope that a better country might someday come.

For all of us including me, many of those dreams seemed to come true...

After returning from WWI Europe, my grandfather, who'd been born to former slaves would go on to fight to win the right to vote in his native Virginia and eventually work to make a decent living in the factories of Detroit.

My father, upon returning from some of the bloodiest battles of the Pacific during WWII would extend that progress to "Living the American Dream" as he and my mother worked hard to provide us a very good home and to see their children go to college and have careers that my grandfather could not have imagined.

And as for me, I was able to come out of the closet and be honest with many of those I had served with in silence. I was even able know the truth of love and stop living in fear... Today, I am a married, openly gay man. I am the father of three and a grandfather as well.

Today, this Veteran's Day seems more hopeful than those in recent years... I have a renewed faith that the progress won by so much blood and by so many lives like my fathers' and mine might be sustained as our nation finally seems on the cusp of repudiating the present age of renewed hate and pernicious evils... So my truth today is that I again have the same hope of my fathers that things will get better for me and mine, and so the struggle continues.

"Fear Eats the Soul"