He said that he struggled with it for so long that he just ran out of time, that he thought he was going to do it right up until the time, but he just couldn't. As you put it, parents can be your first love: He collapsed to the ground about halfway, held his knees to his chest, and sobbed. Too doggedly attached to proving a point about the power of groomed beards and peaceful conversations. We tend to spend a little bit more time on social issues than other people do, and we have a long way to go in terms of social justice. We, not just he, smoked Marlboros back then.
It really changed the way I would do things.
Like I said, we never saw the strike. It was activism as gentrification, or at least gaining a begrudging tolerance because gay people are magical fairies whose only value is flipping their wrists and helping straight people. What Roy noticed was the fall leaves rustling in a particular way. I felt like a kid again, like Roy and I were in our old tree fort, and no one else knew it, and this was the life.
We figured the rules were never fairly applied to everyone, so why not conjure up our own code of ethics, our own manners, even our own way of talking.