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Dana Rudolph and family. Photo (c) Dana Rudolph

One Tyke and You’re Out

Even though I was out before becoming a parent, having a kid meant being out to people I would never have shared anything with, about my queerness or otherwise. One toddler call of “Mommy and Mama!” in the supermarket, however, and everyone could see our rainbow halo.

World Trade Center. Photo by Dana Rudolph

9/11: Of Remembrance and Hope

Only a chance change of job kept me from being at the World Trade Center site on September 11, 2001. Shortly afterward, my spouse and I began to talk seriously about having a child.

Pulse Memorial, Orlando

Of Hate and Hope: Explaining the Pulse Massacre to My Son

I first wrote this in 2016, shortly after the shooting at the Pulse nightclub in Orlando that killed 49 mostly Latine, LGBTQ young people. Seven years later, I am reposting it as a reminder to remember, to teach, and to act.

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