The way I dealt with the family members who maybe weren’t real accepting about my son being gay was really to just keep talking. I mean just to keep talking. Probably my hardest person was my father. He was a cop his whole career. He was a motorcycle cop. He’s a full Mexican. He’s a macho guy. He was a shooting range instructor and physical means of arrest instructor. Having a gay grandson might not have been the easiest thing for him. He did say at one point that I had him around my gay friends and I had to tell him that you can't catch the gay. It’s not a flu. Basically, it took time. He would tell me to put him sports and put him in this. I said, “Dad, he doesn’t want to.” I mean that it’s not that I didn’t ask because I always asked, “Do you want to play baseball,” “No, I don’t want to.” My dad just, I think in the beginning, did think something that we’d done. It took years. It took time, but now he completely accepts him. He sees it. He’s very proud of him, but I think you can't hopefully at some point, you’ll get shut down dialogue. You can't get the feeling hurt and walk away. You just have to keep, you have to keep talking, and hopefully at some point, you’ll get through.