Sam Fowler

RICHARD’S CHOICE By Sam Fowler When I was twenty three in 1978 I was selling Cadillac’s, Oldsmobile’s and GMC trucks in Midland , Texas. The sales manager hired a twenty eight year old man named Richard and I was a more than little threatened by him. He was so handsome, impeccably dressed, and had a beautiful smile that lit up his entire face. Confident men like him always made me feel inferior like a worthless “ugly duckling”. I couldn’t find enough excuses to walk past his office that

The love of my life slipped through my fingers forever. I found out too late he could have been mine all along.

You have to draw a line in the sand somewhere for things you will, and will not do, even for a good friend.

SAMMY YOU SO MEAN by Sam Fowler Back in the mid seventies and early eighties I had a friend in Midland named Crandall. He was tall, blond, and blue eyed with a hairy chest. I met him in 1975 when I walked into the “Fisherman’s Warf” way out on Pearl Street in Odessa , Texas. The bar was a dive with a jukebox that got drowned out every time a train went by because it was right next to the tracks. One night this drag queen named Hal unplugged the

Great story! I LOVED the ending.

What a creative, imaginative story, a GREAT read!

Now that I'm back working full time I'm trying to read a story each night. I don't care for any sport, because having a heart condition, I've never been able to play them, but your story was wonderful. I'm truely glad that in todays world young people are so much more accepting of gays than in my youth. Your story reminded me of "The Front Runner" by Patricia Nell Warren, except that your's had a happy ending rather than a tragic one. I'm glad to see the progress in our acceptance in the world, and I hope it continues. I'd love to see same sex marriage legal in all fifty states in the U.S. in my lifetime. Even though I may not be able to be among the people sharing this right, I truely want to see it happen for future generations.

Thanks all. I can't write any more about him because it is a true story from my memoir. He WAS an airhead though.

Thanks everyone. I feel like such an idiot for not replying sooner. I started a new job 1-8-10, and sold my condo 1-29-10, so I've been busy packing and moving. I'm sorry I haven't had a chance to check in, I still don't know how to use the forum correctly. GROAN! I'm surrounded by boxes taller than my head. I HATE moving!

What a wonderful "feel good" story!

Wonderful story...very sweet!

Great story! Maybe you can start another teenage genre, other that the usual Vampire, Werewolf, stuff thats the current rage? It would be a welcome change!

Being raised in a family where my mother and I have always suspected that my retired Green Beret father is gay, and myself being at the end of a six year relationship with a married man with two sons in their mid twenties, and a wife who once dreamed her husband and I were having an affair, I can relate. I just think it's a stretch to picture "Ward and June Cleaver" accepting such things so gracefully. Don't get me wrong, it's a great and well written story, and I know of similar relationships. I just don't know of any that are THAT damned happy about it! BUT, like Judy Tenuda says, "It could happen!"

Thanks again everyone! I just got back in town from visiting a friend, and I'm trying to read all the stories before I go to my parents for Christmas.

True, the ending caught me by surprise. Hmmm...I wonder just how many women would put up with that if they "knew"? Come to think of it, a lot of women know, they just pretend it isn't happening.