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The Factory Guy.
Terrance was searching for the love of his life.
Terrance Flynn is a writer, teacher, psychotherapist, and contributor to the Wall Street Journal. He writes;
In the 1980s, he attended college at Marquette, a Jesuit Catholic University in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
After being in the closet for 18 years, one Valentine's Day, he got desperate & searched for a gay bar.
Finding the place, he hesitated a while in the cold & then went in, ordered a drink, & joined "his people' as he referred to the ten guys standing around, chatting, drinking & smoking.
Then, while thinking that this was not where he would meet the love of his life, the door opens & this other guy walks in!
An image of a young Kennedy-look-alike from the neck up. But below the neck, "all blue-collar realness."
So the guy walked up to the bar & ordered a whiskey. Terrance stands next to him & also requests a whiskey.
At some point, their elbows touch & they strike up a conversation. What a wonderful male conversation ever! Terrance felt here is what he had been looking for all his life!
That is when he noticed the wonderful smell of chocolate - this guy smelled of chocolate! And the bar reeked of stetson, tobacco & rancid…
