I was content with myself as a gay man, and I knew gay men could have kids, of course, but it didn’t seem worth jumping through all the hoops—the surrogates, or the adoption, all the paperwork. The only time I took the idea of kids seriously was when I thought about everyone who had died, two million points of connection reincarnated into the abyss, how young Cambos like me should repopulate the world with more Cambos, especially those with fancy college degrees, whose kids could be legacy admits.
