For the love of Joy: How two women, once stigmatized in their youth, found each other
Sometimes french fries poked out of Brooke Joy’s ears, her playful laughter filling the restaurant. Her girlfriend, Jo McCall, would look around to see if anyone else was watching this jokester — this woman who rescued too many dogs and never learned to swim, whose hazel eyes were warmer than cocoa and may have been the easiest thing to look at in the world.