I have a nephew who is gay. My sister has very strict religious beliefs, I am uncertain if her sect likes anyone, but they believe gay people are possessed. I raised my nephew along with my son and love him just as much. I wouldn't change a thing about him, he is a marvelous human being who works with doctors without borders. My sister? We haven't spoken in fifteen years, apparently I too am possessed and bound for Dante's Inferno. Strange, I am a happy person, and she, emphatically, is not. Hmmm.