By Cay Morgan
Like so many people, I remember Sept. 11, 2001 vividly, for many reasons.
On the morning of Sept. 11, 2001, my partner called me around 6 a.m. With J living in the DC-metro area and me living in West Virginia, it was our usual routine to start the day by talking to one another. [...]
I never thought to myself, I’m going to grow up and fall in love with a man or I’m going to fall in love with a woman because my mother is a lesbian.
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