This one brought tears to my eyes. I was a teen in the 70s. I don’t remember knowing about Harvey Milk and feeling hope. I wasn’t self-identified enough to relate. I do remember Sergeant Leonard Matlovic, and I do remember the Briggs Initiative and Anita Bryant making clear that some people out there hated people like me, a message I had already received on the playground. But I remember realizing there are people out there… like me.
I am afraid to see the movie Milk. I know I will be crying and sniffling through the whole thing. The message is too timely.
