Kenneth Walsh looks back at the bullying he experienced in high school:

I'd like to say that the photo of me and my fellow Rhodes Roadrunners brings back a rush of good memories—I played No. 1 singles and doubles (with Brad Gantt) and we won City Championships in 1981-82, after all—but sadly, it mostly reminds me of the heartless anti-gay bullying I was subjected to by my so-called friends. Ironically, they weren't even "accusing" me of being gay—directly, at least—but had decided my 8th-grader friend Greg (right) was a "fag," and wanted me to decide between him and "them." I was stunned—and devastated.

My closest friend on the team at the time was Jim Bell—we had been virtually inseparable for about a year leading up to this—yet he ended up spearheading this out-of-left-field ultimatum. Overnight, I went from being a popular part of the gang to having my phone ring at all hours of the night with each team member calling me up and—in their best "Greg" voice—asking me if they could come over tonight "to have sex," before bursting into hysterics. I was horrified—and terrified. (How long before they said something to my family?) Making matters even worse, Coach Puceloski not only did nothing to discourage this behavior, he participated in it. I couldn't understand what was really going on here. Was this their way of telling me they knew I was gay?

Go read the whole thing to find out what happened to Jim.