I guess I was being overly sensitive... . And for what it's worth, it's easier to speak up to bigots and bullies each year you get older. I just don't give a **** anymore. I don't even speak to any of my family members in Massachusetts (except for the ones you've met) because of their bigoted attitudes. I once was able to sum up the courage to say something in the moment to my friend, who told my DH that his v neck sweater looked "gay," as they were having dinner at my house. This was only about 5 years ago, and she is always going on about how open minded she is. I looked at her and said, "If I replaced the word gay, with the word Jew, in your last sentence, how would you feel?" I was really proud of myself, and she was speechless. Of course today, she doesn't remember this and is bragging about bringing a gay friend (male) to chemo treatments. It makes me want to scream, but it's not worth it.