@jcboy,
Well, we live in interesting times.
I admit that my sunny windy snowy neighborhood in the fifties in a chicago suburb, the street I oft remark on as where I learned about regular childhoods, would have freaked about two dads.
My father wouldn't have freaked, as he passed me a book, Drury's Advise and Consent, a bit later, a book of many. We had been talking politics and he kept up reading, back then. Looking back, I was interested in politics young. (Oh, to talk more with him, now)
In memory I don't take him as gay, or not gay. He was a watcher.