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I had Sisters who were gay when I was in college.
Chapter size in the 60's. Smallest Division 1 school in the counrtry. In the 1980's.
The fact that my Sisters were gay or straight didn't matter. I loved them as human beings. I loved them as my Sisters.
The woman that preffed me -- I knew she was gay before Pref (though she didn't come out until after college). I knew I wanted to be her Sister because of HER (her personality, her caring, how she showed me what Chi Omega meant to her), not her sexual preference.
That didn't even factor into it.
Last edited by ChioLu; 10-24-2013 at 12:55 PM.
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