Diesel Love Stories

20 years of tales, triumphs, tidbits and tragedy, as shared by you.

20 Miles on 95

Diesel was the salve to my young, closeted, queer heart stuck in suburbia in the late 90s. It was the place where I escaped on long nights during high school summers, driving 20 miles on 95 just to be surrounded by coffee and queers. Diesel was there when I was on break from college in upstate New York in the early 2000s, always familiar and welcoming as I struggled to figure out who I was. Diesel was waiting when I flew from Washington, DC to bring my first true love home to visit my parents more than a decade ago. 

It was the place where I escaped on long nights during high school summers, driving 20 miles on 95 just to be surrounded by coffee and queers.

Now I’ve been married for 8 years to that first true love. I have two young kids, and I live 400 miles away. My parents are no longer in Cambridge and I no longer visit Somerville often. But Diesel will always have a special place in my queer heart, even though it’s no longer young. Congratulations on 20 years!

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