Richmond, IN (1989)
Here I am looking fashionable for my first day of second grade. I mean, who doesn’t look good in a fishing shirt? My parents, being good Midwesterners, always required a photo shoot on the first day of school. This is one shot of many.
It's also clear from this photo that I was not in charge of decorating the house.
Regardless, I always loved school and excelled at it even when I felt out of place and insecure. Looking back on this photo as a very out gay man, I’m proud of little Stephen and everything he went through to get us where we are today.
I don’t think he had any idea what was coming.
I have no regrets. He was hot.