Blockwell
08-03-2007, 05:24 PM
Hi my name is Dennis
Hi everyone. I ran into this forum by accident during a recent Google Search and I liked what I saw and decided to register.
A little about myself…
My name is Dennis (age 47) and I live with my partner of nine years in Southern New Hampshire. We moved to New Hampshire from San Francisco in 2001 and really like it here very much. Although I do miss my beautiful gray city by the bay, I don’t miss the traffic and the incredible cost of living. We live in a semi-rural area on two acres surrounded by thick forest and love the privacy it affords.
One of the great things about New Hampshire (and one the reasons we moved here) is that very few people here are right wing Christians. Most people here claim to be Christian but the state is dead last in church attendance and no one ever discusses their faith. As long as you pay your taxes, mow your lawn and don’t disturb the peace, you are considered a good neighbor.
I grew up in Southern California in the city of Santa Ana (near Disneyland) and had a great childhood with the best parents anyone could ask for. At the age of twelve though I realized I was attracted to other boys and that is when things started to go awry. I tried to ignore it for the longest time, but eventually I felt I needed to do something about it. This was 1976 and the only information I had on homosexuality was a school scare film where I learned all about the subject. I learned that homosexuals were only interested in young boys and preferred sex in public restrooms. Although this did not appeal to me in the least, I was scared that someday this was going to me. “I must do something about it” I told myself. I did not want to scare my parents so I decided to keep it a secret and seek out help on my own. From what little information I had I figured only Jesus could save me from this awful fate. My parents were nominal Christians at best and we stopped going to church when I was eight years old. They were shocked when I joined the Mormon Church between my sophomore and junior year of high school, but being the kind of parents they were, they were supportive. They had no idea I joined the most conservative church I could think of to cure me of my homosexuality. I will discuss the next two years of my life as a Mormon in later threads; suffice to say it was the most miserable two years of my life, but at least I got that horrible episode of my life done with early.
I have an identical twin brother (straight as an arrow and now Mormon himself) and a sister who is four years older, both my sister and I came out to our parents as gay within two weeks of each other back in 1979 when I was 19 years old. To make a long story short my mother eventually accepted the situation but my father was a different story. He learned to embrace all three of his children and their lives. He died in 2002 but to me he will always be an inspiration of what a father should be. He adored both my sister’s partner and mine and was always interested in our lives and even helped us buy our first home. I totally lucked out!
I guess that is enough for now. I am looking forward to reading other introductions and posts.
Dennis
Hi everyone. I ran into this forum by accident during a recent Google Search and I liked what I saw and decided to register.
A little about myself…
My name is Dennis (age 47) and I live with my partner of nine years in Southern New Hampshire. We moved to New Hampshire from San Francisco in 2001 and really like it here very much. Although I do miss my beautiful gray city by the bay, I don’t miss the traffic and the incredible cost of living. We live in a semi-rural area on two acres surrounded by thick forest and love the privacy it affords.
One of the great things about New Hampshire (and one the reasons we moved here) is that very few people here are right wing Christians. Most people here claim to be Christian but the state is dead last in church attendance and no one ever discusses their faith. As long as you pay your taxes, mow your lawn and don’t disturb the peace, you are considered a good neighbor.
I grew up in Southern California in the city of Santa Ana (near Disneyland) and had a great childhood with the best parents anyone could ask for. At the age of twelve though I realized I was attracted to other boys and that is when things started to go awry. I tried to ignore it for the longest time, but eventually I felt I needed to do something about it. This was 1976 and the only information I had on homosexuality was a school scare film where I learned all about the subject. I learned that homosexuals were only interested in young boys and preferred sex in public restrooms. Although this did not appeal to me in the least, I was scared that someday this was going to me. “I must do something about it” I told myself. I did not want to scare my parents so I decided to keep it a secret and seek out help on my own. From what little information I had I figured only Jesus could save me from this awful fate. My parents were nominal Christians at best and we stopped going to church when I was eight years old. They were shocked when I joined the Mormon Church between my sophomore and junior year of high school, but being the kind of parents they were, they were supportive. They had no idea I joined the most conservative church I could think of to cure me of my homosexuality. I will discuss the next two years of my life as a Mormon in later threads; suffice to say it was the most miserable two years of my life, but at least I got that horrible episode of my life done with early.
I have an identical twin brother (straight as an arrow and now Mormon himself) and a sister who is four years older, both my sister and I came out to our parents as gay within two weeks of each other back in 1979 when I was 19 years old. To make a long story short my mother eventually accepted the situation but my father was a different story. He learned to embrace all three of his children and their lives. He died in 2002 but to me he will always be an inspiration of what a father should be. He adored both my sister’s partner and mine and was always interested in our lives and even helped us buy our first home. I totally lucked out!
I guess that is enough for now. I am looking forward to reading other introductions and posts.
Dennis