................. Well here is my story, I knew when I was about 8 years old, I am now 58 years old. I married at 30 with my step-fathers prompting, I did and do love her, and had a child and everything was cool until my wife had a stroke 12 years ago. She became a different person after that, crap! My life went to shit, I mean faking your straight for 28 years was not enough, I thought I could last the time. I have never taken it up (you you what I mean) but have been serviced and have serviced way before I got married. So why would a gay guy get married? SOCIETY! I so wish I was born 40 years later, but that didn't happen, 'shrug' You 'new' kids have got it a lot better and I'm very glad for it. I made my bed and that said I have been faithful, until recently, I mean I have been faithful for 28 years, and she hasn't if it wasn't for her stroke I would have left her long ago. I'm stuck in a situation I created, on the upside? I'm not dead
from aids from living in SF, where I was headed back in the '70's. Long rant I understand, just needed to rant a bit!