A few years ago, people fearfully thought if a little boy wanted to play with dolls, he might turn out queer. Well, I did. Play with dolls and turn out queer, I mean. Being queer is such an integral part of who I am and why I am who I am. I can’t imagine myself any other way. And I don’t want to be any other way. And I certainly don’t think playing with dolls is why I’m gay. I’m sure there are many little boys who played with dolls and are not gay. Hopefully by now, we have progressed to the point where fearing a child might be queer is way down the list of parental fears.
