Motorcycles and Homosexuality

It was 1984 and my first job at age 16 was as a dishwasher at the restaurant where several of the servers were gay. The servers would constantly give me tips and compliments on the job I was doing, even as a dishwasher, and once one invited me to go out later for drinks. I declined on the basis of my Mormonism and that I didn’t drink alcohol. One of the servers, named Gary, later found out my love for motorcycles and wanted me to take him riding and teach…

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