Winter Nude Solitude!

Winter Nude Solitude!

I wrote this poem and submitted this photograph to a friend who had just started his own “newsletter” ten years ago. His newsletter was published as baldndeafngay on livejournal.com.

I “re-discovered” it during a spare moment over our recent mid-winter holidays. The picture was from the internet therefore I have no clue as to who and/or why it was posted anywhere. At the time, I felt it was appropriate for the poetic verse – and still feel that way today.

Winter Nude Solitude

alone and nude

nude and alone

naturally alone

alone naturally

my nudity is home

naturally in nature

and home is nudity

nude and free

~ Roger Poladopoulos ~

January 12. 2013

Peace! Get naked! Enjoy!

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I almost forgot that as I “signed-off” on my first site here, I always concluded with “peace, get naked, enjoy!” The sentiments are still the same, “naked hugs” just seems a little less formal!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, January 30, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “A Guy Without Boxers!”

Reflection: Bare Practitioner!

Felipe Ferreira: gay actor, model and emerging “bare practitioner!”

Introduction:

I recently gave a presentation on “Being a Bare Practitioner” at the Deaf Gay Alliance (DGA) Holiday Dinner in Washington, DC, USA. The DGA sought clarification of bare practitioner as the purpose of the address. This delivery to the DGA was facilitated in American Sign Language (ASL) through a certified ASL interpreter. The above photograph and the others below were projected electronically on a large screen for the audience.

For this occasion, I both began and concluded my address with the following:

“As committed, dedicated, honest, open and sincere bare practitioners (bisexual or gay naturists/nudists), all we desire is for the world to see us as we perceive ourselves: all naked, all natural. Nothing to hide and without reason for shame. As bare practitioners, we boldly, confidently, inclusively and proudly embrace our same gender loving sexuality and our body and clothes freedom preference together. This embracement personifies our soul and allows us the fortune of being soulmates within all of our brotherhood. We are proud of our nudity and our same gender love. They are not cause for embarrassment, fear or guilt. That is simply what and who we are in our life.

We also wholeheartedly encourage and endorse the human rights of everyone to patience, respect, tolerance and understanding.”

~ Roger Peterson-Poladopoulos ~

Deaf Gay Alliance speech

4 December, 2022

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Photo-Essay: The Bare Practitioner:

Felipe Ferreira, selfie profile

Brazilian-born and openly gay model and emerging actor, Felipe Ferreira, provides the selfie posed photographs used in today’s posting for ReNude Pride. Neither my spouse, Aaron, nor I are personally acquainted with Mr. Ferreira. Author’s note: those of you who know me are aware of my attraction to and obsession with men’s hirsute axilla (hairy armpits). That’s why this post is introduced with the reflection of Felipe’s underarm fur!

Until the publication of this collection of Felipe Ferreira’s self-images, he cautiously and frequently concealed his genitalia (penis and testicles), pubic hair and his armpit hair – as in the picture above. He often used his hands in order to restrict full public exposure. Prior to these, pictures of his full nudity showed only his buttocks, rarely his frontal nakedness, unless it was in a shower photo.

Felipe and his camera!

Mistakenly, both Aaron and I assumed this was due to a “size matters” issue. The actual size of his penis or because of his sparse amount of pubic hair. Now, we all know otherwise; he just needed to relax and increase his level of self-acceptance! Not all of us reach the same level of confidence and self-identification at precisely the identical moment in time.

In the above photograph, we can see that his penis isn’t miniscule and his supply of pubic hair appears sufficient!

Nipple play and more!

He did not pose with poise and pride exclusively for ReNude Pride to feature him in this post entry! Felipe was selected to appear here based on the reflective (mirror) nature of his selfies. My spouse, Aaron, and I both admire his physical attractiveness and his pride tattoo in being publicly same gender loving (gay). A remarkable adornment and quality! This tattoo first caught Aaron’s attention when Felipe began his modeling career back in 2017.

Felipe in an older photo to fully display his “pride” tattoo!

Felipe also depicts and reflects the discovery and recognition of himself as an emerging bare practitioner with this recent series of self-photography. Up until the release of this portfolio, he had been very discreet and modest in posing and engaging in “captures” of both his penis and pubic hair.

The inclusion of his genital area and pubic hair give us the broadening and extension of his “comfort zone” with his body and clothes freedom. Here, his discretion begins to fade away and he appears mature and self-assured!

After his shower!

This particular collection of selfies positively and publicly confirm and represent Felipe’s acceptance and acknowledgement of his bare practitioner pride in our community and in our culture. His blatant and bold chest tattoo highlights and voices for his soul.

In offering a summary of his personal characteristics, Felipe Ferreira gave this quote below:

“Gay and naked is who and what I am as a man. It isn’t a problem or a reason for shame. It is just me!” ~ Felipe Ferreira ~ model and actor

Felipe’s masculine bulge!

Probably the reasoning for the inclusion of the picture immediately above in this visual image file is obvious to all viewing here: it discretely places the focus on the manly bulge that is displayed inside his athletic shorts. It is best that no further comment is expected nor necessary here!

Felipe: a serious view!

His progress in both acceptance and disclosure of his full body has bestowed many beneficial attributes to Felipe personally and professionally. This gallery of self-photography excels in exposing his physical (body) appeal but also his skill, talent and his ability to persevere!

Felipe has been criticized and demonized by executives in the fashion industry for a) openly admitting that he is same gender loving (gay); b) publicly and willingly posing nude and c) being filmed performing in soft gay pornography. Fortunately for him (and us), his following in our community and culture has now exceeded his critics!

Welcome aboard as a fellow bare practitioner, Felipe Ferreira! Naked hugs to you and everyone else visiting here! Stay bold and proud!

Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Friday, January 27, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “A Guy Without Boxers!”

Bare Friends!

Gravatar: Jay and Roger!

Prologue:

My regular publishing schedule for ReNude Pride is Monday and Friday. Since my back-to-back publication here for “Bottoms-Up! End of December, 2022!” and “Nude New Year, 2023!” I decided to post entry this today, January 3, rather than yesterday.

Background:

January 3, 2009, the day that I first met Jay, who has become a fast and loyal friend of mine! Barack Obama had just been elected as “president-to-be” in November, 2008. This country was desperate for and seriously needed a change in direction, a change in leadership and the promise of hope – and a chance of a future!

On this date, Mr. Obama was just a few brief weeks away from officially assuming his presidency. Everywhere in the Washington, D.C. area, there was an atmosphere of excitement, of fulfillment and a sense of hope, joy and promise. Of kindness and respect. Of decency, honesty and renewal. Those “weapons of mass destruction” were proven false, nonexistent and evaporated into complete fabrication.

Truth!

Jay:

This was the tone of the atmosphere that existed the day we first met and began our friendship. At that time, there was a local bar (tavern) in downtown Washington, D.C., that on two Saturday afternoons every month (the first and the third) was rented to a local gay men’s social nudity club for “naked happy hour” from 1:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. (also referred to as “naked cocktails”). There exists a very “seedy and sleazy” inference on the choice of “cocktail!” Great minds, descend into the gutter and get to work!

The crowd at the social nude event on that day was wall-to-wall. Before the first hour had passed the doors were locked and the only admittance was only if someone on the inside left. The District of Columbia Fire Marshall had posted an officer at the entrance to physically monitor the situation and the compliance.

Jay was already seated at a table for two, alone, when I saw him from across the lobby. There was an empty chair beside him. I headed in that direction through the mob. When we made eye-contact, I pointed to the chair with a questioning expression on my face. Jay smiled, pulled out the chair and patted the seat with his hands. I nodded, pointed to my right ear and shook my head in a negative manner, conveying to him that I am Deaf. He laughed and using his hands made the fingerspelling for “okay.” We had just given birth to a friendship!

We were both completely naked when we met. We had stripped out of our clothes in different restrooms when we arrived at the bar.

Good advice!

From Then Until Now:

From this date in 2009 onward, Jay and I have forged together a friendship that we both treasure and trust, even after he moved away from the Washington, D.C. metropolitan region. He witnessed first-hand the beginning of my live-in relationship with my spouse, Aaron, in 2010 and our marriage, five years later. I have watched the growth of his relationship with his partner, Raheem. Last year, he and Raheem were guest authors here on ReNude Pride on a post entry entitled “BRAT!”

Avatar for my friend, Rohan, The Nubian-Ikigai!

This past year, On September 8, 2022, I received a comment here from The Nubian-Ikigai regarding the posted announcement of Her Late Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom, Canada, Jamaica and the Head of the Commonwealth. That comment led to email correspondence between Rohan, the Nubian-Ikigai and myself that continues today.

My friendship with Rohan resulted in an interview with him published this past November, 2022, and then with Rohan appearing as a guest author here on World AIDS Day, December 1, 2022! He is now publishing his own blog here and I invite all of you to join me in following his site:

Crossing the Styx

Bare practitioners do indeed make a beneficial and rewarding brotherhood of friends! Discard all your clothes and discover who you can meet today!

Read his lips…

“Thank you, Jay, Raheem and Rohan, the Nubian-Ikigai!”

Thank you Jay, Raheem and Rohan, the Nudian-Ikigai, for the exceptional and the extraordinary gift of friendship without the baggage of clothing!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Friday, January 6, 2023, and the proposed topic is: “Reciprocity!”

Nakations!

Sunshine and surf!

Yes! I am completely aware that Winter, 2022, does not begin until Wednesday, December 21. Yes! I was born legally and totally Deaf and I have not a hearing aid nor a cochlear implant do describe me using whatever curse and/or derogatory language you choose – I still can’t hear you! No! It is absolutely not too early to start planning your next nakation!

Remember: naked + vacation = nakation!

A musical and relaxed balcony view!

Who knows? You may even be lucky and plan your next nakation before yet another rate increase takes effect! There are definitely worthwhile advantages for advanced planning in addition to simply avoiding the “last-minute” rush!

Cold, dreary and inclement weather outside often inspire us to dreams of clothes freedom, comfort and sunshine. This setting puts us into the mood for researching a clothing optional environment with no reason to cover any part of our anatomy except for the soles of our feet!

The winter holiday season is an ideal time to explore different destination options. Social gatherings offer the opportunity to discuss ideas with casual acquaintances thus avoiding awkward silences while trying to decide what subject to introduce next.

Nakation relaxation!

Casual social events provide ample chances to receive free first-hand advice on possible locations. The fact that you’re seeking a nakation doesn’t need to be shared. Most of those present at these types of functions are relieved at a topic to participate in that isn’t too much of a challenge.

Practically everyone knows of someone who travelled somewhere or visited someone. You may even be fortunate and meet a person who can recommend lodging, restaurants, historic and or scenic conveniences and even “what-you-must-see” and “what-not-to-see!”

Keep in mind, a nakation does not have to include a clothing-optional facility, destination or event. In the eyes, hearts and minds of many bare practitioner nakation enthusiasts, some of the best adventures happen unexpectedly and unplanned. Spontaneous escapades often produce what detailed meticulous planning sometimes overlooks: fun and success!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Friday, December 23, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Season’s Greetings!”

Time Lapse: Adoption!

This past summer, Mystic, our Siberian husky, had to be placed to rest. She was originally Aaron’s dog but when we moved in together in 2010, she welcomed me into the family. As a matter of fact, she’s probably slept with me more hours than she did with Aaron. And we have absolutely walked/ran more miles together she ever did with Aaron.

In all fairness and objectivity, Aaron is much better in the kitchen than I will ever hope to be. Although I do a terrific kettle of boiling water – my cup of tea has men lining up outside our condominium’s door! Aaron does the meal preparation and I take Mystic for the boring time of meal preparation!

We both miss Mystic: seriously and tremendously! It has now been more than four full months. While we were in Toronto a couple of weeks ago, we both agreed that enough time had lapsed from her leaving us.

It is now time to adopt!

We are both ready for another furry headmistress! Mystic was born blind. Our next one will also have a differing ability – we both recognize that distinct possibility. We both have the patience and the time to offer a special home.

Our search is underway with no timeline or deadline involved!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, December 9, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Bare-dom!”

My Leaves Legacy!

Posing for photography class!

AKA: “Hey, I’m Gay And Bare For Pay!”

Background:

Now that I’ve captured your undivided attention and curiosity with my AKA (also known as) alternate title for today’s posting, Modelling Legacy. Growing up, I’d never even considered modelling while bare as a job option. Our parents always emphasized education, specifically university, which, for a Deaf gay adolescent eliminated posing clothes free as a lifetime career. The sole focus was knowledge, then employment.

While studying to earn my baccalaureate degree, I learned the both the fine art program and the photography art program at my university employed post-graduate students to pose as naked models for respective under-graduate (baccalaureate) classes. An ideal job for me to begin after being awarded my inaugural degree! Perfect for my bare practitioner (gay nudist) self! I could now be paid to be clothes free all day long on campus!

The summer after my university graduation seemed to me as endless. I was anxious and eager to begin my “career” as a nude model. I wasn’t an art student at university and had almost no interaction with any of those who had posed clothes free prior to me.

Leafy posing!

As the September of my post-graduate student life arrived, my limited (non-existent) contact with the university’s “model” team was solely with a member of the adjunct art faculty also served as the academic advisor to the school’s Lavender Club (at that time, the bisexual, gay and lesbian student group). As the club’s advisor, he knew that I was same gender loving but only aware of my nudist preference upon receipt of my application for the modelling programme.

He immediately acknowledged my enthusiasm for any and all opportunities to pose naked. He inquired of my knowledge of and/or interest in Washington, D.C.’s gay nudist social group, Lambda Soleil. He later introduced me to the organization and sponsored my membership therein.

Leafy prostration!

The Leaf Incident:

My first working day as a bare model was a “double” engagement. In the late morning, I posed inside one of the art studios for a class of first year art students. It wasn’t a surprise job as all it entailed was sitting on a stool in front of the class – totally naked. The major task was remaining still (lifeless) for ninety minutes.

Later that afternoon, with two other nude models, we posed outdoors in a massive pile of leaves for a photography class. This assignment, as explained by our model coordinator, involved us interacting with one another and, of course, with the leaves. The students were expected to capture on film a series of photos depicting autumn play.

Once the class assembled, I realized that all five of the students were gay. Our model advisor had not shared this to any of us before we agreed to this session. As an openly gay man myself, it was no problem for me. None of the other models seemed bothered by this. While the class was taking pictures, it was revealed by our modelling “boss” that the purpose of this photo-shoot was to show gay men in autumn play!

The two others that were modelling with me on this project were both several years older than me and with previous modelling experience at the university. One – whom I recognized – had been a member of the Lavender Club and identified as a bisexual man. The other one I never knew his sexuality.

Our “boss-man” appeared on site just as we were about to start our modelling exercise. He was introduced to the class by the instructor and as he reviewed the university’s guidelines for working with bare models (no personal or intimate contact allowed) he began stripping off his clothes! He was present to “supervise” our photo-shoot!

Receiving directions for a photo-shoot session!

I immediately began asking myself: did he need to be naked in order to supervise us posing nude? Was he going to be at every photo-shoot clothes free? Given all the attention he had given me during the last couple of weeks, the other models let me know that he obviously had an ulterior motive for stripping off his garments!

Once the photography instructor signaled “commence” we became active with our pile (mountain) of leaves. We took dives into leaves, we rolled in the leaves, we buried ourselves in leaves and gave each other leaf “showers!” There were only a small number of activities that we didn’t attempt to engage in. Cameras captured our images as we caroused ourselves in leaves!

After an hour of “playing” and posing in the leaves, I became light-headed and had trouble breathing. Suddenly, I fainted! Down on the ground! The next thing that I was aware was lying on my back after being revived by a nurse from the university clinic. A few minutes later, a mobile trauma unit arrived to transport me to the GWU (George Washington University) hospital. My face and neck were flushed (red) and heavily swollen, I continued to have shortness of breath and a severe bruise and laceration on the back of my head. I was kept overnight in hospital for monitoring and test results.

I have a severe allergy to leaf mold. It had never affected me previously. However, I never remember being that involved with that amount of moldy leaves before for that amount of time – almost 90 minutes.

Shortly after I returned to campus, a notice was displayed on the message board adjacent to the administration offices of the School of Art, Photography and Media:

“Roger does not play well with leaves!”

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Sunday, November 6, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Clocks Back!”

Deaf Pride!

“I Love You” handsign body painted on his bare chest!

My brother, Alex, and I are monozygotic (identical) twins. We were both conceived of the same egg inside our mother’s womb. We share all the same physical characteristics, including our DNA. We’re both ardent and enthusiastic bare practitioners. In fact, the only distinguishing physical difference between us are our fingerprints. We are both Deaf from birth.

Even our sign language (manual communication) skills are, for all intents and purposes, identical. Whether interacting in American Sign Language (ASL), Canadian Sign Language (CSL) or Greek Sign Language (GSL) – our primary language – our hand-shapes, rhythm and speed reflect minimal variation. The only discrepancy appears when professional concerns or issues transpire.

Our Deafness, along with our same gender loving nature and our preference for living bare, is a part of what makes us unique. Surprisingly for some people, it does not cause us embarrassment or shame. It is also a trait that we share with others throughout the world. It is most definitely not a reason to run and hide from others nor to deny it in any way.

Me sharing the “I Love You” handsign totally natural!

Alex and I both recall the times that while at university, we seemed to create confusion and chaos when others learned that were both gay and nudists. Many seemed to wonder how we, being Deaf, could be publicly naked. (Interesting question: all you need to do is to remove clothing)!

Others were even more obsessed with the fact that as Deaf men, how did we know that we were gay. (I guess Deaf men are completely unaware of their individual physical attraction)!

Obviously, the notion that whatever inspires the hearing population is totally useless within the Deaf community never entered their minds. After all, it is simply a much too defiant and radical concept! How can it be possible for the Deaf and the hearing to be influenced in the same way?

Deaf pride: personified!

We may have divergent methods of communication; but the emotions and feelings have very little variance. What works well for one world generally does the same for another. After all, we are all human!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Tuesday, June 21, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Summer, 2022!”

Bare Practitioner Pride!

Bare Practitioners Trail entrance!

As bare practitioners (same gender loving naturists/nudists) we wholeheartedly embrace, encourage and endorse the following character traits of our community and our culture:

Acceptance: of our body and clothes freedom nature and our sexuality.

Belief: in our inalienable and natural right to determine and to be ourselves.

Confidence: in all of us to be what and who we basically and honestly are without any apology, guilt or shame.

Dedication: in advocating and supporting these principles for everyone, no matter who they are and where they live.

Pride: our shining star!

As bare practitioners we all know that we are entitled to and experience our pride throughout the entire year. Confidence and self-expression are not limited and/or restricted to just the month of June, annually. Pride month is when we, as both a community and a culture, remind the the rest of humanity of who we all are and to celebrate our collective accomplishments and achievements! This is the time of the year for all of us to join together in celebrating, demonstrating, exhibiting, representing, sharing and showing our confidence and pride in being ourselves!

Unknowingly for many but consciously for a few, our pride in ourselves as bare practitioners casts us into the status of role model. Unwittingly, countless numbers of others exploring our community and culture may look upon each one of us as an example – a role model – of a life they find appealing. We may never be aware of this service to others. Simply being who and what we truly are often can and does inspire other.

Back-up plans!

As an accidental as well as an unintentional bare practitioner example, our “option for action” is to continue to live our life. Our nakedness and our sexuality combined have determined us as “unique.” This uniqueness, in turn, awarded us the unsolicited position of role model to anyone observing our community and our culture.

If someone is curious about our lifestyle as same gender loving and as a naturist/nudist, we should all strive to be as welcoming as possible and reply to their questions. It is also beneficial to know someone of our community who is very receptive and has the dedication and the patience to spend with those seeking knowledge of our lives. The vast majority of us can recall our own exploration of the community and what proved helpful and informative for us.

Coming together as a community!

When Alex, my identical twin brother, and I first began exploring the openly nude skinny-dipping riverside site in the city where we grew up, we were the youngest there in a group of primarily university ages and older. As we are both Deaf, no one around seemed bothered by reading our questions and writing their answers. The major problem for all of us seemed to be reading the handwriting! All the guys there were patient and ready to respond. No one appeared to resent our “joining” their beach!

Bottoms-up!

Twin and I always remembered to thank our role models for both their patience and their tolerance. We had already acknowledged our sexuality so the majority of our questions regarded interacting among the same gender loving (gay) nude community. There were two of so, so we were often laughed at as being the groups “class.” Neither of us are able to recall if any of our “tutors” had shared with us their major as being education.

As bare practitioners, we recognize the importance of our service as role-models. In order for future generations of bare practitioners to be happy and succeed, it is our duty to explain and represent our community and culture as best as possible. Our level of comfort in being a role-model often is seen by others as a determination of our dedication to our lifestyle. Nothing could be further from the truth. The personal interaction between role-model and the person we’re mentoring is often the determining factor as to level of comfort.

All of us, as either role-model or as the one being tutored, cooperating together for our common good are making for a better and stronger bare practitioner movement, a community and culture based on confidence and pride!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry for here is planned for Monday, June 13, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “World Naked Bike Ride Pride!”

Our Paths Crossed…

Rodney Lamont Lofton

A Tribute to Rodney Lofton

September 9, 1968 – March 14, 2022

The date was Wednesday, March 16, of this year. At university, a colleague brought in a newspaper from where I lived with my, the city of Richmond, Virginia. He entered my office without knocking and opened the paper and laid it across my desk. I turned from my computer screen and glanced at where he pointed with his finger. A memorial obituary for an acquaintance of mine – Rodney Lofton. He had died from complications with lung cancer on Monday, March 14, in Phoenix, Arizona.

He was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer in November, 2021. He was pronounced with HIV in 1993. A Richmond, Virginia, native, he returned to the city of his birth after living in New York City for several years. It was while living in New York City that he learned of his HIV status. He immediately became active in HIV+ awareness, education and services not only in Richmond but in Washington, D.C., as well.

Rodney worked to revive and then became a member of the City of Richmond Human Rights Commission. He served two terms in that position.

Rodney served on various boards and commissions nationally and throughout the states. His service in the City of Richmond, Virginia, and for the Commonwealth of Virginia (the focus here for this post), was both beneficial and profound. He was the very first African-American to serve as a senior staff person at the community GLBTQ+ advocacy group, Diversity Richmond. In this capacity he was vice-president and then deputy director. He was instrumental in opening doors previously closed to persons of colour in the former capital city of the old Confederate States.

In his time, he created the Black and Bold Awards to honour the contributions that Black GLBTQ+ persons made to the City of Richmond and to the Commonwealth of Virginia. Later, he created a similar award programme for the Latino community.

Rodney Lofton posing beside his portrait at Diversity Richmond!

In 2015, Rodney was the recipient of the OUTStanding Virginia award presented by Equality Virginia to a person who dutifully positively represented the community in the public eye.

Among his numerous volunteer efforts, he also actively participated in the Red Cross HIV/AIDS prevention education programmes. I will deliver more on this topic in the second part of today’s post here.

Rodney Lofton was the author of two books. The first book entitled The Day I Stopped Being Pretty: A Memoir was published on October 16, 2007. This memoir chronicles his life journey from childhood to adulthood in honest and riveting detail. He relates his bad times, good times and all the moments in between. He bares his soul and affords us the perspective of a gay Black male recognizing his uniqueness in the unfolding world of the “New South.”

Rodney Lofton’s first book.

His second novel was published two years later on June 30, 2009. His second book entitled No More Tomorrows: Two Lives, Two Stories, One Love. Lofton’s second book is a novel relaying the bromance and drama of two contemporary same gender loving men and their relationship. Both titles were nominated the year of publication for a Lambda Literary Award.

Rodney Lofton’s second book!

The current City of Richmond City Council unanimously passed a Statement of Tribute in early March, 2022. It was signed by Mayor Stoney and delivered to Rodney in Phoenix, Arizona, shortly before he died. In the statement, City Council noted: “Rodney served for many years as a local and national GLBTQ+ leader and compassionate voice.”

Rodney Lamont Lofton is survived by his husband, Faron Niles.

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A Personal Thought on Rodney Lofton:

As teenagers, my identical twin brother, Alex, and myself – once we understood our same gender attraction – would frequently visit the riverside park in our city, especially the “gay beach” area where we could “hang out” with our own kind. Twin and I liked the fact that we could be clothes free here while on summer vacation from our residential Deaf school. This was where we met Rodney. He and Twin became friends while Rodney and I remained acquaintances – we’d pass notes while together but that was the limit of our relationship.

Fast forward to the middle 1990’s. Due to the HIV/AIDS crisis, I became a very active volunteer in prevention education with my local chapter of the Red Cross. I worked primarily with teenagers and young adults in outreach efforts to raise knowledge and understanding among their peers. As a Deaf instructor-trainer in the Red Cross HIV/AIDS curriculum, I was frequently sought by the national organization and the various local chapters for advice and service.

I served as a co-chairman on the programme to create, develop and implement a focused curriculum for teens in HIV prevention strategies and techniques. This two-year project culminated with a four-day training conference involving 150 teenage training candidates and the project developers/educators. The name determined for the project was Teen Voice. This provided me the opportunity to renew my acquaintance with Rodney Lofton.

For the duration of the educational sessions, Rodney and I were room-mates at the facility used for the training. At nights after our sessions, we passed notes while naked in our shared room and smoking our cigarettes, expelling the smoke through our open window. Because of our note exchange, we kept the room lights on. At the reception at the end of our programme, one of our co-instructors commented privately that he enjoyed watching the two of us smoking nude in our room at night! We both shared laughter at our “exposure” at the Red Cross Teen Voice conference!

Over the nights and notes, we developed a casual friendship and an understanding of our roles within the Red Cross HIV/AIDS project. We also recalled days at the riverside park in Richmond hanging out nude and skinny-dipping in the river.

The Memorial Service

Memorial Service announcement!

I attended the above memorial service for Rodney. Twin wanted to attend but had a professional commitment that he needed to participate. There was no interpreter present so all I could do was observe the mourners present. It did me good to be there and offer my sentiments internally.

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A shared past and our shared nudity!

Rest in peace, Rodney Lofton!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next planned post entry here is for Monday, April 18, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “April Appeal: Nakations!”

S’Naked Virgin!

“The S’Naked Virgin – me!”

Background:

S’Naked is a convenient English colloquialism combining the words snow with the word naked. It is used to explain and/or reference a bare practitioner’s being clothes free outside in a snow environment. A winterized version of skinny-dipping in the snow! This is a very basic, essential and simplified version of the term.

Virgin is used here in the title to designate either first time or initiation. It is not intended to imply or suggest any sexual (xxx-rated) activity or engagement – at least, not at this time! My beloved spouse, Aaron, and I have no agenda favoring or leading to our public pornography debut!

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The above picture of yours truly (me) was photographed by Aaron in January, 2010, – our first winter together as a live-in couple. It was also my initial adventure in being s’naked! My conclusion? I had the very best teacher imaginable! In fact, we were legally married five years later and remain so today.

Same snow virgin!

Growing up, my identical twin brother, Alex, and I never had the desire or the opportunity to attempt any type of s’naked adventure. Neither one of us had any affection for any cold weather and snow was useless to us. There was no thrill in being bare and in “frozen” nature!

However, my spouse grew up loving the s’naked life and relished his moments as a totally natural man! Our first winter together he made it his mission in life to introduce me into the s’naked world! I really didn’t have much of a choice in the matter! In retrospect, I wouldn’t even dream of making any sort of change in the entire adventure!

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The same Saturday morning that I willingly sacrificed my s’naked virginity, we were confronted with the fact that we were joined by a small audience. Aaron had his back to the threesome, but as they approached us from the building corner, I noticed the trio as they rapidly dropped their jeans and underwear and exposed themselves to me – laughing and waving!

Spectator discovery!

I pointed and Aaron turned around. He and our “spectator” audience engaged in an animated conversation without any of us even attempting to conceal our exposure or nudity. They did convey to my then “live-in” partner their admiration of our interracial comfort with nakedness during a snow-storm!

We became acquaintances and later that same year they did join us for a few naked cocktail gatherings in Washington, D.C., bars. In the event that anyone is wondering, they willingly stripped off their clothing when with Aaron and myself at the nude “happy hours!”

Take care and stay bare!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next planned post entry here is for Friday, February 25, 2022, and the proposed topic is: “Bare Black History, Part 2!”