Los Angeles, CA (1985)
This pic was taken on one of the many outings I made with my parents to The Southwest Museum here in LA. My Uncle Ken was visiting and we stopped to snap this on the way out. I think the person taking the picture had made some exclamation about "posing" and I obviously took this to heart. I was always a bit of a ham. It apparently runs in the family, as Uncle Ken is pretending he is blind here, by facing the wrong way...
|"Strike A Pose!"|
If I couldn't wear those costumes from the past, I was gonna make my own!
At this point I knew I was gay, even if I didn't really have the terminology for it. It started around age 5, when I was caught kissing a male schoolmate backstage while waiting to go on as shepherds in the school play. Lucky for both of us, we had an amazing schoolteacher named Mrs. Carey, who lovingly informed us that 'This isn't the time for that, there's a play to do!'
How the hell did Oscar Wilde ever get anything done?
He must have followed that motto at some point...
Now that I'm back living in LA, I've yet to visit the Southwest Museum as an adult. I think it's just something I'm saving. Or maybe I'm a little afraid to revisit it, since so many magical childhood memories reside there.
Once it reopens in 2013 after their restoration and preservation, I have a feeling I'll be the first in line. And maybe - just maybe - it will be time to do a modern re-enactment of this pose on the stairs!
Zack's first, famous-person same sex crush:
John Ritter (in "Three's Company")
Tight pants and all!