Right before I left Kokomo about 35 years ago, the faggots were all upset because the Sheriff had arrested a group of them hooking up in the restrooms at the reservoir. I took the side of the Sheriff, the problem had gotten so bad that me and my friends had to go elsewhere to drink beer and smoke pot. The queers would try to hit on us us after they got bored buggering one another. They really liked those smelly restrooms, I tell you what.