My old man--God rest his soul--loved gay people. He produced a documentary movie about gay and straight marriage. He published a gay newspaper in OKC. He and my mom had drinks at the Stonewall Inn and toasted the freedom fighters every time they went to New York. They adopted one of my two gay brothers when he was 30 years old. They endorsed every LGBTQ candidate in Oklahoma and they were grand marshalls at the OKC pride parade. One year they had our family reunion at Provincetown MA during gay pride week. After mom died my dad's best friend in OKC was a gay OSU grad and mega Poke football fan who wore a cowboy hat and boa to Club Level. Dad would wear his Obama cap. They'd have their Cabernet and laugh their assies off at the looks on homophobe's faces. Pops always said, "I'm straight but I'm not narrow," and "Queers aren't broke and they don't need fixing." My parents had no problem with the thought of two or more men having anal sex together. Wasn't any of their business and didn't bother them one bit...
Someday I'll post his 2.5 minute video but not now, this board would blow a gasket...