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To: E who wrote (29279)	6/17/1999 11:31:00 PM
From: nihil	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

I am sorry I disturbed you, especially. My children grew up reading newspapers (where men killed their wives) and watching television where men verbally abused women. I have never thought children incapable of understanding anything that is presented to them honestly. I have always answered every question asked by anyone of me in as much detail as they wished as long as I thought I knew a decent answer. The thing I hate the most is ignorance, so easily cured by knowledge. I have never been afraid of truth, only lies. I was lied to constantly as a child -- at Sunday School, in school, and in my relative's home. My father alone never lied to me. Some one noticed me masturbating in my room and told my father, or perhaps he saw me masturbating. He bought me a set of curtains and suggested that I seek some privacy. He was too shy to explain sex to me. I was assaulted sexually by two boys (two events). It was the first and only interpersonal sex I'd had. One of the boys was my best friend. I loved him very much. I turned him away, but for several years I thought I was a homosexual. It was that that made me do the worst thing I ever did in my life. Another friend, a homosexual was imprisoned for sodomy. When he was released, he came back to school. Everyone refused to befriend him or even talk to him. Me too. I am ashamed to this day. I dared not talk to anyone. One time I suggested to my mother that boys sometimes liked boys sexually and I had once felt that way about a boy. My mother was horribly shocked, although she had several male homosexual friends. Only when I read Kinsey's book and got access to a decent research library did I learn anything at all about my sexual feelings or other people's homosexuality. My sons claimed that some of their close friends had approached them for sex and they were neither shocked nor interested. They credited me with helping their understanding. Recently, one of them told me and my wife that we were the best parents they had ever seen. Especially because we always told them everything we knew.