Where’s the parade, Kansas City? Lessons from a month of Prides in Kansas

I’m old enough to have seen a lot of Pride celebrations. My first was in San Francisco in 1982. I was 19 years old, freshly transplanted to Berkeley from my home in Nebraska. My mind was blown as soon as I stepped onto an East Bay BART train packed with other high-spirited gay people, all… Continue reading Where’s the parade, Kansas City? Lessons from a month of Prides in Kansas

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A young singer convinces me the National Anthem might belong to LGBTQ Americans, too

When I went to Wichita’s annual Pride rally and march in September 2014, I’d only been working in radio for a few months. Over decades as a print reporter, I’d often interviewed sources using a tiny Olympus tape recorder, but for most of my journalism career I’d never known all of the other important ways… Continue reading A young singer convinces me the National Anthem might belong to LGBTQ Americans, too