Two Guys and a Dog

  • McNaught: Bar Boys and Civil Rights?

    The agitated, middle-aged, gay man on the phone wanted to know, “Are we losing ground? Will we lose everything we’ve worked so hard to accomplish? Gay men in bars don’t seem to care about our civil rights. How are you dealing with it?”

  • McNaught: Characteristics of Snowy Owl Elders

    There is an order of gay male elders called The Parliament of Snowy Owls. It has come to be as the response of the Universe to the epidemic of loneliness and self-destructiveness among many aging gay men.  

  • McNaught: Love in the Event of Death

    While cleaning out the desk drawer, Ray came upon a love letter from me that was supposed to be opened by him on the occasion of my death. It was written in 1981, when I was 33, and it has been read twice by him despite my good physical health.

  • McNaught: Moms, Dads, and Dogs

    Color me jealous when I hear another gay man talk about his close friendship with his father. That wasn’t in the cards for me. I have always blamed my father for our lack of closeness, because he clearly didn’t want to be friends with his children. His generation believed “Father Knows Best.” He was the father, and you obeyed.

  • McNaught: Speaking for God? You and Me Both

    “Trust me,” I assured him.Im a messenger from God.” What I didnt go on to say, because he wasnt ready to hear it, was that he, too, was a messenger from God. We all are. Otherwise, God/the Universe/Life/Love/Spirit has no means of communicating to us in words well understand.

  • McNaught: The Art of Settling In

    It’s either “yes,” “no,” or “maybe.” Settling into a new relationship, a new home, or any other new endeavor, eventually requires from us a strong, definitive, “yes.” We can’t be fully happy and say “maybe” at the same time. We fully embrace change or we suffer.  

  • McNaught: The Changing Nature of Home

    It’s not true that the person who dies with the most toys wins.