While eating breakfast one morning in Alamagordo, New Mexico recently I looked up from my huevos rancheros and coffee to notice an oil on black velvet painting of 'Raggedy Andy' on the wall across from me. During my breakfast and conversation I would occasionally glance at 'Andy' wondering what was amiss about it, beside the fact that it was a lame painting on black velvet.

Then it hit me... Andy had quite the "package" painted on him. I pointed this out to my companions at the table and we all had a pretty good laugh. I then noticed that there was no Raggedy Ann painting to be seen anywhere. That's when we all realized that Raggedy Andy is gay. Hey, I have no problem with Andy and his lifestyle choice.