This was 1972 and gay sex was definitely taboo. Not only was it against the law, the president of the university, a rabid segregationist, also hated queers. He had a network of spies on campus, those he either paid or blackmailed into aggressively turning in fellow students suspected of such aberrant behavior. You had to be careful. I was. Mike wasn’t. He was reported for coming on to the wrong person. There was to be a formal hearing. ...| Memoir Magazine
A large sign at the entrance of an ancient Egyptian gallery at the museum warns viewers of mummified human remains enclosed in a sarcophagus in the next room and suggests an alternate route to bypass the “triggering” mummy. It reminds me of trigger warnings; how quick they are to label a story before the reader has a chance to peek in. I actually wanted to see a delicate face wrapped tight in ancient linen, to bear witness to a past where someone was loved enough to be held for eternity.| Reckon Review