BOHEMIAN PARADISE

 

I first hung out in Washington Square Park in 1968. This bohemian landmark was a place I could be with people who felt like me. 

I always believed that I was different.WSP was a place that I wouldn't be judged. Every weekend I'd come here listening to music, Orators, talking with people. It was one happy family of strangers.

I don't know if Washington Square Park contributed to my transition but it opened my eyes to the idea that I could come to a place and not be judged.

I still come here. The bohemian spirit is still here. I hope it stays that way