The Coward Act of Being Ashamed of My Gay Best Friend

How toxic masculinity ruined summer camp and my friendship

Stanley Fritz
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5 min readJan 21, 2021

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When I was 10 years old, my parents decided they wanted the summer for themselves. So they did what any self-respecting NYC family with little money would do — they signed me up for day camp. That’s where I met Jose, my first best friend.

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Stanley Fritz
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Writer for

JET mag beauty of the week finalist circa 2067. Table flipper, writer. Non respectable negro. Racist round house kicker