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Two years after

Posted on June 18, 2019 by Callen Harty

Two years after Before you were gone you were gone. Your eyes, already looking toward heaven, could not look at me and know who I was, though love still glimmered in those deep brown orbs. Before you passed your past … Continue reading →

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Proud

Posted on May 26, 2019 by Callen Harty

Twenty years ago I was working at OutReach, which is Madison, Wisconsin’s LGBT Community Center. I was also heavily involved at Broom Street Theater, a unique theater company that produces nothing but original works. I was an actor, director, and playwright … Continue reading →

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Paths to Healing Keynote Speech

Posted on June 22, 2018 by Callen Harty

At this year’s Paths to Healing conference on male survivors of child sex assault I was the keynote speaker. This is the text of the speech I delivered today. Good morning. I’d like to start by thanking Chris Taylor, who … Continue reading →

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Musical Notes

Posted on June 3, 2018 by Callen Harty

Singing brings joy to the human heart. Perhaps there are those few who hear the joy of song and react negatively because they have hardened themselves to their own happiness. And perhaps there are those few whose souls withhold … Continue reading →

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The Gift

Posted on April 18, 2018 by Callen Harty

April 18, 1989. A gay bar in Denver, the Triangle. A can of beer in hand, cigarette in the other. I was there alone, so I wasn’t there to be with friends, I wasn’t there looking for someone for the … Continue reading →

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On Living

Posted on October 22, 2017 by Callen Harty

While country music is not my favorite style of music there is one crossover song that strikes me every time I hear it. It is Tim McGraw’s song, Live Like You Were Dying. Every time I hear the line, “Someday I … Continue reading →

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Cradle to Cradle

Posted on October 5, 2014 by Callen Harty

Some people never live long enough to get old. Others who do live to old age live a little slower physically but with their full mental capacity until the day they depart this realm. For many, though, they fit the … Continue reading →

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Voices of Courage Closing Remarks

Posted on April 26, 2014 by Callen Harty

I was invited to give the closing remarks at the Voices of Courage luncheon, an annual event honoring those working in the sexual assault field. The event is sponsored by the Wisconsin Coalition Against Sexual Assault. Here is what I … Continue reading →

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Weldschmerz

Posted on October 3, 2012 by Callen Harty

As a natural empath I can absorb an incredible amount of pain for others. I have been blessed in the sense that my own pain threshold, both physical and emotional, is much higher than most. This doesn’t mean I never … Continue reading →

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