I have been a Broadway kid—now a Broadway geezer—for most of my lifetime and have stacks and stacks of Playbills to prove it.

From left to right: brother Paul, dad, brother Jack, Pappy, and me. Circa 1966? The Stevens family is a threadbare and quirky quilt. It is beloved, lovely and warm, but perhaps not always the finest needlework and maybe a tad stained. This is probably true of every family except, perhaps, the Norman Rockwell clan. Idealized families seldom exist as wholesomely as Mr. Rockwell painted them. Except for Pappy. "Pappy" was my paternal grandfather and his real name was James Ogle

Cole Escola accepts the award for lead actor in a play for “Oh, Mary!” at the 78th annual Tony Awards. He is the first non-binary winner. Michele Crowe/CBS I should have known that I was gay long before my first time with a guy. Sure, I loved to wrestle other little boys. I pulled down the pants on G.I. Joe to see what was inside. I loved getting the Sears Roebuck catalog so that I could peruse the men's underwear section. But they were symptoms too subtle. It should have bee

Robert is in the center (in green), Also Kendall, Jo, Wanda and others who have fallen out of my memory. The photo was from Breckenridge, Colorado. My iPhone time stamp says June 2011 but that it almost certainly wrong. I would guess about 2003? I think it may have been Martin Luther King Day weekend or there about. Sometimes I amuse myself by choosing what day in my life I would want to live over and over in "Groundhog Day" style. A day that was so alive and sparkling that