He may have made a mistake going to school so far north and so far from home, but he had chosen this school in northern Michigan because he loved the natural environment of the north country where he could ski, hike in the woods and enjoy the serenity of this sparsely populated place.

It was Saturday morning and the bitter cold bleakness outside matched his mood. Mark gazed out the small window of his dorm room. It was one essay in the magazine’s 25-page exploration of a subject that has evolved since that publication, while revealing and examining important issues that endure to this day. Editor’s Note: This piece was written 17 years ago, by a father learning to accept his son’s homosexuality with honesty and love.