Tales of West Hollywood

Speaking of sausage sightings, here's one for the record books: There are several unisex bathrooms on campus, three in a row in a co...

Rock Island, November 1968.  A Thursday, two days after my eighth birthday.  Mom isn't feeling well, so she's in bed already.  D...

Rock Island, December 1978 I figured "it" out in 1978, during the summer after my high school graduation, and immediately s...