Two men moved into a house down the street from us. When we introduced ourselves to them they informed my wife and I that they were gay and asked us if we thought it would be a problem for them in the neighborhood. We answered truthfully that we didn't think so, but only if they didn't push gayness on us. You know, kissie face on the front porch and so on. They thanked us, said that they didn't intend to do that and were good neighbors, however everyone knew who and what they were. We called them, "the boys". It's sad, but it seems that the alphabet community is not good with that kind of live and let live society. They want us to not only accept but to fully celebrate their lifestyles and allow them to groom and "transition" our children (in our case grandchildren) into more of them, I guess. Our neighborhood, unfortunately, is not down with that.