Journal of a 77 Year Old Gay Man Coming In For the Final Landing

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Update December 2018

Ron Tipton at WorkHello folks. I’m back again. I began this blog with all good intentions of keeping it up to date but life keeps interfering. That’s my lame excuse. That and the fact that I keep another blog posting through blogspot that I keep up to date almost daily.

Pardon me while I ramble a bit here but I feel a need to explain my current situation.

I turned seventy-seven years old this year. I am now officially an old man. There is no way out of it. Never in my life did I think I would reach this grand old age. Never did I think I would outlive so many of my old friend and former co-workers but I have.  But my time is coming, I can feel it.

I’m not steady on my feet.  My body aches from encroaching arthritis. I have an extra heartbeat which I really notice when I over exert myself walking or other forms of physical activity.  I need a daily afternoon nap or else I just wear down.

The one good thing I have in my life now, besides my long term relationship with Bill Kelly, my partner and now husband of fifty-four years, is my Canadian friend Pat F. I met Pat through the Internet (he saw my photo on the Internet and looked me up) and we’ve been good friends ever since. We travel together four times a year. He is the man I’ve been looking for all my life. Then who is Bill you might ask? When I got together with Bill fifty-four years ago I told him then he wasn’t The One. He has always understood that. But I will never leave Bill, I love him too. But Pat and I have so much more in common. I am convinced we are from the same amoeba from a previous life.

Well, I don’t want to wear out my welcome after this long absence but I did want to see if I can make a go out of this blog and keep it more current than I have promised in the past.

To anyone who happens to come by this lonely blog, I wish you all a wonderful Christmas and a very happy and healthy new year!

Ron and Pat’s New Adventure

Ron hugs Pat

Happy new year folks!  I am back to my long neglected Word Press blog.  I have decided to blog regularly (he says) on this blog.  So here goes folks!

I won’t go over my history since I last posted (a couple of years ago) but, instead I will tell you what I’m going to do this year.

My next adventure is with my new pal, my Canadian (Toronto) friend, Pat.  Pat and I met through my blog.  Actually he saw my picture on the Internet from my testimony before the Delaware State legislature in the spring of 2013.  He liked what he saw (my image) and did and Internet search and viola! He found my blog and left a comment.  I just happened to be on my blog and responded to his comment right away.  He was surprised.  He left another comment “You’re there!”  

We exchanged comments back and forth then I asked him if he  had FaceTime.  He did but never used it. I FaceTimed him, several times.  We became FaceTime friends.  I made a casual suggestion that, should he ever venture to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, perhaps we could get an old time photo taken together.  Much to my surprise he was available, having just recently retired from his job at the Toronto Police Department.  He had the free time and was up for a holiday.

This was August of 2013.  He drove down from Toronto to Lewes.  After an initial mixup about his hotel reservation (they didn’t have his room reserved) and me misidentifying him when I went to meet him (I thought he was the parking lot attendant ready to give me grief for parking in the hotel parking lot), we met and had a wonderful week.  A week that I will remember as long as I live.

Thus began a great friendship.  Pat is the person I’ve been looking for my whole life. I’ve been looking for someone like me.  He is me.  In fact, we have been mistaken for brothers in three cities: Philadelphia, Lewes, and Toronto, by strangers who stopped us and asked “are you brothers?”

Since that initial meeting Pat has visited me in Delaware four times. Last year on my birthday we visited and stayed in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Last August I got my passport and visited Pat in his spectacular minimalist home in Toronto, Canada.  “Spectacular minimalist” – is that an oxymoron?

This year we decided to celebrate our winter birthdays (mine in November and Pat’s in December) for a visit to Los Angeles, California.  We’re leaving on January 7th and returning on January 17th.

Return to this space and I’ll tell you all about it.

And this is the way I’m staring off my new year folks.  Going on an adventure with a wonderful new friend to a new place which I’ve never been before.  I’ve always wanted to travel but have never done much in my life.  That’s about to change.  Better late than never!

Let’s Try This Again



Since 2006 I’ve been blogging with Google’s Blogspot.  I’ve been happy with Blogspot.  I’m used to it, it’s easy to use, and I have established a following.  However, there is a problem.  Too many people in my personal life know that I blog.  I find that I have to use the “Aunt Barbara” rule when I blog. What is the “Aunt Barbara” rule you say?  I got that term from a fellow blogger and friend.  He says his Aunt Barbara reads his blog so he has to watch what he writes. Translated, that means he can’t write about anything that is really personal or that he doesn’t want his Aunt Barbara to know.  Like how many times he has sex with his partner or other really interesting topics that Enquiring minds want to know.

I’m always taken back a bit when I go to work and one of my co-workers makes a comment to me in person about one of my postings.  I immediately think “What did I say?  Did I say something about her?” So of course I have to be very careful with what I write about.  

Sometimes I want to write about my family and the family dynamics we all have.  I have to self censor myself because I think, “What if my brother reads this?  He’ll really be pissed”.  I have one brother is easily pissed at many of the things I say.  Or I could write something about my other brother (I have two younger brothers) and his feelings would get hurt.  That brother doesn’t get mad at me, in fact I don’t think he’s ever been mad at me.  But I wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings by posting something totally uncensored.

I blog daily, sometimes more. I get much pleasure from blogging.  But sometimes I feel restricted.  I think I’m ready to move to the next phase and start blogging unplugged so to speak.

So that’s what I’m going to do here in future postings friends. Let’s give this Word Press blog another try.  


Hello World!

Here I am, a 70 year old gay man, semi-retired to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.  I’ve been a blogger since 2005 on another website.  I’m giving Word Press a try just to try something new. Always time for a change I say.

My partner (Bill) and I have been together for forty-seven years now.  I still find it hard to believe that so many years have gone by.  We will always be together until one of us dies then the survivor will have a problem.  One of us will be alone then and that’s a thought I do not want to think about.

Bill is 83 years old and I am 70 years old, well past the gay expiration date.  If I survive, I’ll get a cat (or two) to keep me company, maybe a Pomeranian dog.  We’ve had five over the years but our last one died over a dozen years ago.  The loss was so great we haven’t gotten one since just because we don’t want to go through that pain.

Well, I’m rambling on here but I did want to get my new blog started on Word Press and just see how I would like it.  So far, not bad.