When Truth Unravels

de my mother, Helen, burying my father, Colonel Marc

o be his mistress. "He loved me!" she cried, "He was goin

barren wife" and brandished my father's prized, custom-made watch as proof. Reporters besieged our home, and H

possession, fueled my confusion. I knew his truth: my father was gay. Thi

ruth in a sterile conference room, the real battle began. We wouldn't just de