Have you ever woken in the morning steeped in a sense of nonspecific dread? It’s undefined, and even though you have no idea what it’s about, it’s palpable. You recognize that it’s just a feeling, not a fact, yet the heaviness presses. You scan the night’s memories for a bad dream… nothing in jackboots chased you through a field, the mean girls didn’t take your coat.

For decades, the LGBTQ+ bear community has offered something often missing from mainstream gay male culture: a place where bigger, hairier and less traditionally “gym-perfect” bodies could be celebrated rather than criticized.

You know the story, but perhaps not the ending.

Dolly Parton’s death at 80 surprised many of us who followed her career for decades. Parton was more than a singer, songwriter, actress, businesswoman and philanthropist. She was an example of what a person could be and should be.

Last week, on an emergency basis, Trump asked the Supreme Court to rescue the centerpiece of his “capital improvement campaign.” Trump now calls his ballroom — a 90,000 ft.2 gilded party palace where donors in haute couture can eat wagyu beef and dance the night away — an “urgent matter of national security.” On Friday, the Court let Trump have his way.

There are certain people who don’t simply become part of a community’s history. They help create it.