If you were a barfly in Pittsburgh in the 1980s, chances are you ended up at Froggy’s on Market Street at some point. The bar’s namesake, Steve “Froggy” Morris, was raspy-voiced and chain-smoking, but he was a kind and generous man. Keep up with the latest in LGBTQ+ news and politics. Sign up for The Advocate's email newsletter. After I told him I worked for the local congressman, Austin Murphy, he called me “Austin’s boy,” and that earned me a few freebies of his famously poten...
