I am proud of both halves of my identity. I celebrate both Black History Month and the Ramadan. If my cultural identity set me aside from most of the ...esidents of lily-White Ottawa, my sexual identity and lifestyle also differentiated me.You see, I am bisexual. What is a bisexual? Someone who is sexually and emotionally attracted to both men and women. For those of you who are puzzled that I bother to explain, keep in mind that I live in Ottawa, unofficially known as the Land of the Bigots.. When the sun came up we were near the mouth of the river out of hell. Two patrol boats were headed for us as I started putting on the weight belt and gill tanks. When we told them we were diving for the water dragon gems they stared like we were crazy.I moved to the rear as we dropped anchor and one of the captains leaned on his rail, “hey kid.”I looked at him and he grinned, “I will pay you a gold piece for one dragon tooth.”I smiled, “sure.”The ladder was put over and I climbed down and put. We both got jobs and a small apartment together. We didn’t have much beyond a roof over our heads and each other, but that is all that we needed. We never had to be separated again. “I am so glad to have tonight off from work,” I said to Josh as I slipped next to him on the couch. “It feels like I have not had a day off in forever.” “I am the exact opposite,” Josh smiled over at me. “I haven’t been at work in two days and I am starting to get restless. I am so glad I work tomorrow night.” “You. "When are you free," he asked."Let's do it after lunch," I suggested."I'll meet you in the parking lot at 2PM, if that is okay?" he asked."2PM in the rear works for me just fine. I'll see you there," I said. I sat down in my own living room to stare out the window at the downtown pharmacy. Yes it was right across the street from me. That particular building might date back to Aster's mill era. Those mills were built around the turn of the century.Mostly they were moved to Aster for the cheap.