Come Out & Play: telling your fraternity
Today’s Come Out & Play post spotlights Telling your fraternity
When I think of fraternities, 
I think of a collection of preppy, cargo-short wearing boys with polo shirts who drink far too much and bond over endless games of bear pong and video games. This, of course, is a stereotype. But it is, for the most part, what I saw frequently on my former college campus.
I went to a small school in the south in which the campus was five minutes long as it was wide. Our main source of entertainment were the frats and sororities. There’s a street dubbed “fraternity row” in fact, where you can stumble from one house to the other on any given Friday or Saturday night. In my four years at Randolph-Macon College, I never met one fraternity brother who was gay. I never met anyone who was gay for that matter, at least anyone who would be brave enough to admit it out loud (including myself).
The small, conservative methodist campus was not the place for us to come out. I wonder though, what if there were gay members of the fraternities? Statically, there had to be. I know that, given the community and atmosphere of where I went to school, I couldn’t have come out during my college years. And I highly doubt any of the fraternity brothers could have either. But times have changed. And it is because of the following coming out story that I think things might be a little different now. Maybe even on a southern campus like Randolph-Macon.
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