A gay dad shares his thoughts on love, life, food, friends and his new home, Durham NC.
By Henry Amador for DADsquared This morning we awoke like we do most Saturday morning, at the crack of dawn. Our nearly three year old son pops out of bed on drive and ready to go. My husband and I have learned that we need to get up earlier than the crows in order to get at least one cup of coffee down before he shoots out of the gate. This morning was incredibly mild and beautiful out side and we decided that a stroll through the Durham's Farmer's Market was in order. I never really considered myself a city boy, although I was born in New York. My Family moved to Florida in the early 70's when I was still a small child. Growing up in that version of the South was soft and mellow and truly peaceful. In retrospect, my childhood was blissful and safe. My Mom had divorced before we moved to Florida As a single parent she was fearful that my growing up in the city would be difficult, she was however hopeful that moving me somewhere greener ...