I’ve thought of myself as a fairly smart guy. I struggled in my undergraduate studies — like many guys in their late teens and early 20s. I began as a music education major. That lasted till the first semester of my sophomore year. I truly was sophomoric, immature, pretentious, and very frightened. Plus, it was the late 70s. I was a closeted gay white guy who didn’t have a whole lot of friends and was very confused about how to accept my adult…