I was raised on a pig farm. This picture was taken at my 12th birthday party - a wienie roast we held in the corn crib. When I wasn't singing along to Jesus Christ Superstar, I was listening to Alice Cooper, Uriah Heep, and Frank Zappa.
|"The queerest farm boy, ever"|
My idol was Graham Kerr on "The Galloping Gourmet" TV show. I think for my class picture this year I had a neckerchief tied to the side.
At 12 I was already 6ft tall, so my innate flamboyance was hard to miss.
I felt like a complete alien, and 6 months after this photo was taken, I tried to kill myself. I failed, struggled through high school, and escaped to Chicago in 1979.
I met my current husband of 22 years in 1989, and in 1995 we adopted our daughter, who just turned 16.
I wish I could go back in time and whisper into this desperately unhappy boy's ear, to let him know how much love and joy he's going to experience in his life.