Hazy memories

This past holiday weekend, the Family and I went to visit my brother and his family 7 hours drive away. We took Grandma with us for the ride and an extra driver. One night we were discussing our college days. My mom beleived that one of my college dorm roommates was gay and liked me. I admit he was eccentric and unusual, but not gay. She never mentioned it to me until this weekend, but she was worried about me.
I really don't understand why she was worried. I was 20 yrs old, living 30 miles from home, had no car, living with 25,000 strangers on a college campus full of drugs and alcohol (and gay roommates), with no friends, and was legally blind. What could possibly go wrong?