Remembering Our Little Gay Martyrs

Many stories affected me deeply this year. But no story had such a devastating personal impact as the death of all those gay kids in the United States.

Now the mother of one of them, 13-year-old Seth Walsh, tells his story...



"Thank you for having me" he said. How sweet. When he could have said thanks a lot for bringing me into a world that hates me for who I am.

I'm sure all those deaths had a devastating impact on many other gay people who were bullied. Dredging up memories of brutal times they'd rather forget.

I'm absolutely convinced that those memories, and that sadness, contributed to the death of Bruce McDonald. Whose dream remains frozen in time.

The only consolation was that out of this horror came a new project to give hope to bullied kids.

















And it was awesome. Better than anything I had dreamed about for so long. Our poor little gay martyrs whose deaths helped save the lives of other children.

A couple of months ago, Dallas' Turtle Creek Chorale got together with other choirs to offer a few words of encouragement for the kids out there.

And a musical tribute to the dead...



For all gay children bullied to an early grave. For Bruce McDonald, and all the other victims of homophobia.

Rest in peace. We will remember you.

And of course, until the last minute of my life.

The struggle continues...