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VOICE FOR THE SILENT FATHERS is Eddie K. Wrights memoir detailing the controversial experience of being the young father of a son who would grow up to be the gayest man on the planet!  His “NO SON OF MINE!!” street gangster mentality evolves during his difficult life journey coming to realize that his responsibility as a loving father didn’t change just because his son is gay.

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Excerpt: WTH? Porn on my mothers computer?

 

…The following day traffic was light coming home from the city so I arrived at my mother’s at 4:30 pm. Since I was early to pick up Drew for dinner plans, I decided to log on to the computer, surfing the web to pass the time until came home.

Out of nowhere, a pop-up showing two grown men shaking their bare asses were in my face, asking me to ‘click here’ to see more. At that moment, the dangers of the internet became real to me!

Quickly clicking off the ass shakers, I began to check which recent web pages had been accessed. There was a number of X-rated male porn sites, that a part of me wished to be a new fetish that my mother picked up.

I had seen enough!  Clicking off the computer, I called my mother.

“I was just on your computer Ma, and these homosexual web pages popped up on your screen.  Please tell me your investigating something for work.”

“Calm down Ed!  Drew was exploring those sites!  I forgot to mention it to you!”

“How could you forget something like that?  I’m probably going to have to pay a thousand dollars to get hypnotized so the memory can be blocked from my mind!”

“These things happen at this age, you can’t over react” she said.

“Who’s over reacting?  I’ve been responding to all of Drew’s antic’s pretty well as far as I’m concerned, but this shit is getting out of hand, I just can’t understand it!”, I said, pacing back and forth in her little voodoo room as I heard Drew announce himself coming through the door.

“Hey Dad!” he yelled.

“Give me a second, I’m on the phone” I answered.  “Mom he just go here and we’re going out to dinner, I’ll see you when I drop him off.’

“He’s just a curious adolescent son, don’t’ make a mountain out of a mole hill.”

I found myself hitting her with a sarcastic…  “Really?   I’ll see you later Mom!” hanging up the phone just as Drew walked in the room, embracing me with a hug.

Hugging him back, looking down at him pretending to be oh so innocent.

“You ready to go get something to eat?” I asked

“Yeah, can we go to Dave and Busters?

“If that’s what you want” I said as we headed out the front door.

Walking to the car contemplating what to say, how to bring it up, wondering what answers and solutions I have that would be compatible with logic in the mind of a 12-year-old.  I was coming up blank. As I sat in the driver’s seat, Drew closed the passenger door.

I started the car but hesitated before putting it in gear, turning to ask… “Drew are you gay?’

Looking back at me with utter surprise he quickly shouted back “No!” with a look in his eye’s like a deer caught in the head lights.

“If you are it’s all right, I understand and it will never change how much I love you.”

“I’m not gay dad, why would you even ask me that? ”

A long list of appropriate responses raced through my mind:  Dry humping your Uncle in diapers, favorite color was pink along with your favorite power ranger, talking like a girl, not wanting to play with boys in North Carolina, not to mention the dance routine that your stepmother told me about, but I just said…  “Well…  I was on Grams computer and some gay websites popped-up, I asked her about it and I’m pretty sure she is not the one who was visiting those sites” I explained.

After and awkward 3 second silence…  “I was just surfing the web and came across them so I just explored it.” he explained.

“Why are you exploring male porno sites and not the girl ones?”

“I went to some of them dad… I don’t know.”

It was clear that he was uncomfortable, shit I was uncomfortable. I just put the car in gear, rubbed his head and drove to the restaurant in silence.

We pulled into the parking space, stepped out of the car.

“Drew” I called “come over here.”

His eye’s locked on mine as he walked around the front of the Benz, I just opened up my arms and embraced him in the longest tightest hug I can remember ever giving him. He needed it just as much as I did because in that hug was an unspoken communication, that explained we were both unfamiliar with the situation as it is, with neither of us having the resolution.

We weren’t honestly facing the totality of the circumstances at this time, but the door had been cracked.

The “Pink Elephant” was in the room, but neither of us were prepared to discuss it. I asked him if he was gay and he said no, that’s all I wanted to hear. That hug was to reassure him that even if it wasn’t what I wanted to hear, we would find a way to make it through together. Until that pink elephant starts stepping on our toes, I’m not going to bring it up, hopefully he wouldn’t either. We enjoyed our dinner that night, just the two of us (and the pink elephant). The inquiring made us both uncomfortable, but to a degree I could sense he felt some relief.

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