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Friday night, Lee and I had the honor, joy and privilege of officiating at the Commitment Ceremony of two beautiful women. We met them for the express purpose of performing their Holy Union, but have become friends.

The ceremony itself was perfect. The location like out of a storybook. That these two are best friends, have a deep and intense respect and love for each other and are both completely committed to the other and to their relationship was obvious and palpable with every action, every word, every touch and every glance.

This in itself  is of course, cause for great celebration. I have performed many weddings. Few times have I been as confident the couple were as deeply in love with each other and willing and eager to honor the vows they would make to each other and to themselves as these two women were.

There was though, even further cause for celebration. There were about seventy-five people there, both family, friends and co-workers. There were singles of every gender and color. There were couples of every gender and race. There were straight couples, gay couples and lesbian couples and others like Lee and I where the gender lines were blurred and the bodies did not match the heart that was worn proudly on the sleeve.

We ate, we sang, we toasted and cheered. We danced and laughed and were inspired by the love in the air, in the room and in the hearts of each other. Love seemed to set free by the ceremony itself and some innate human vow to be loving seemed to have been said silently by all, renewed by the example of Donna and Desiree.

Lee and I felt as if we had married each other all over again, proud of the fact that we do still cherish and respect each other each and every day. We were also reminded of how profound the vows of marriage or union or commitment are. A union by any name is just as real. It’s huge and for those vows to be taken seriously and completely is incredibly rare.

The hope I felt then, I feel even now. If seventy-five people can come together in that way, so can seventy-five hundred, seventy-five thousand, seventy-five million, seventy-five billion. Maybe all it takes is a willingness to be inspired by love and renewed by example. I am willing. I am inspired. Are you?

Thank you Donna. Thank you Desiree. May your days be long and joyous upon the earth, indeed and may all you meet be willing to be inspired by the example of love that you are.


October 25, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Atlanta Gay Pride 2010 Parade

Here it is, slide show of Atlanta gay Pride 2010 Parade. This is our first slide show. We hope you like it!

October 17, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Calling All Angels


Fundamental Extremist Protesting at Atlanta Gay Pride Parade 10-10-2010


I’ve been watching videos for The Trevor Project. Some of the videos have been so incredibly sweet, others have been heart breaking and all have been inspiring. I also watched a video of a young politician in Fort Worth, Texas telling of his own experience of being relentlessly bullied in high school and mentioning through his sobs, his own attempt at suicide. They all talk of how it does get better; that if you can just survive through high school, life improves and you can leave all those that bully behind you.

Bullying takes on many masks. There are plenty of adults being bullied and plenty of adults doing the bullying. As adults though, we do have the choice of walking away; leaving the church, the job, the family, the community. As adults, we can more easily turn the other cheek and not be quite so bruised and battered by the cruelty directed at us.

Yet, just as the adult version of bullying can be subtle and covert in nature, disguised behind masks of friendship and even assistance, the effects of such cruelty can be no less subtle and difficult to identify. Often it is simply a sick feeling deep in one’s gut or a heaviness that lingers after a conversation or encounter. Sometimes it is an inner warning that goes off signaling danger and the desire to run for safety.

Some that bully are obvious. They carry Bibles and picket signs. Others are not so easy to spot. At least those with picket signs and microphones are honest.

I wish there were angels to stand between the all children and the bullies.


I wish there were angles to block all the cruelty.


I wish there were angels everywhere, all the time.


I wish there was no need for them.

October 16, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me | , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment


I’m making a slide show with all the Atlanta Gay Pride Parade pictures. I was looking for music to go with the pictures and came across this video. We saw Sugarland in concert a couple of months ago. They were fabulous and are evidently a favorite of the LGBT community. From kids to teens to elderly couples; everyone seems to love Sugarland.


October 15, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me, The Straight Me | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Atlanta Gay Pride Parade

I have to keep talking about Pride. Each car, float or group that walked by brought a wave of emotion.

I love the rainbow beneath as it colors the very ground they walk on. You might think the rainbow is a bit cheesy, worn out. But for me, new to the gay community, it is amazing. All the colors, all the expressions, all the ways we humans show up is incredible. I heard someone say the other day, “We are all unique, just like everyone else.” My niece brought me a giant rainbow feather boa to adorn my wheelchair for the parade. I’d like one for my car. You know how a rainbow is seen when the sun appears when it’s raining? The rainbow of gay pride to me means that the end of discrimination is near.

Lee and Kelly. Let the sun shine in! My view from my wheelchair.

Don’t you just love Halloween?

More Pics later…

October 14, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me | , , , , , | Leave a comment

No capital for Extremists

He estimates a half million people were there. I thought that as well, maybe even more. I read the Atlanta Journal Constitution on Monday. It is Atlanta’s big newspaper. There was several “gay news” articles. It was a big day in that regard. I looked specifically for news of Pride, a crowd size estimate at least if not a few pictures. The Yellow daisy Festival, Great Chili Cook-Off, even the small local festivals usually get a little bit of coverage. Instead, there was not one word of mention. Half a million people flocked to downtown Atlanta. The streets were closed to traffic. Our famous and beautiful Piedmont Park was filled with venders, artists, stages, bands and thousands and thousands of people for the weekend and not one word of mention. It is the largest Gay Pride celebration in the entire Southeast and not a single word. I’m glad we no longer have a subscription. I know exactly what I’ll say the next time they call soliciting subscriptions.

I suppose the only way it might have made the paper is if someone had punched one of those obnoxious fundamental extremist christians “protesting” the event. Spell check really wants me to capitalize the word christian. I can’t.

October 13, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Atlanta Pride 2010

It was my first Atlanta Gay Pride Parade. We arrived early, getting a great spot at the corner of 10th Street and Peachtree Street, right where the parade turns as it makes its final block before entering Piedmont park. Our younger daughter and her boyfriend went with us and we met my niece and some friends of her’s there.

The atmosphere was festive, happy, excited, but relaxed. That is, all except for the small group assembling across the street. They set up two large microphones on stands and signs that spoke of homosexuality as a sin and quoted that one lone Bible verse about a man laying down with a man. They began playing the same song over and over with a prerecorded message similar to an altar call.

As the crowd grew, one of the men began to speak. At first his talk was degrading but somewhat gentle, admitting to “the evil spirit of homosexuality being upon him for years,” and inviting the crowd to do as he had done and “lay down the evil spirit.” Before long though, his words became angry and taunting, attacking specific people as they walked by.

Throughout the parade, the group continued their loud abuse, passing the mic from on to the other. One woman even ranted in Spanish. Occasionally someone would unplug their power source or go up and hug one of them. That no one punched one of them I consider a miracle. Their provocation, taunting, vile degrading and abusive yelling and screaming of and to all those around them was unspeakable. How one could believe they have the right to treat another in that manner is baffling and sad to me. They even attacked with their hatred parents carrying babies and holding the hands of their small children.

Word traveled quickly and many of those in the parade made lots of noise to drown the abusers out. Bands faced them to play. Horns blew. The crowd cheered and clapped as at a winning championship football game.

Towards the very end of the parade, the angels came. Few eyes were dry as they silently formed a line in front to the yelling preachers. They faced the street, their backs to the offenders and stood as beacons of peace, of love of strength. When the last of the parade passed, they moved with the crowd down 10th street, the crowd becoming the parade as we all made our way to the park, leaving the preachers of hatred behind.

I understand their were a few such small groups of “protestors,” as the TV reporters called them. Some groups had matching tee-shirts, others only a lone zealot with a Bible.

I would guess gay people from all over the Southeast were there, if not all over the the country. “Advocate” magazine recently named Atlanta the country’s “Gayest City.” When Lee and I go to the midtown area, we feel our shoulder relax a bit as there we aren’t the only same sex couple around anymore.

There was the extreme, those bursting through the boundaries of public acceptance along with the elderly couples, young couples, college crowds and families. Rainbows were everywhere with smiles the most popular accessory. It was a beautiful day.

Here are a few videos I found of the parade. I’ll post my pictures later this week.

Another spot with street preachers and then the angels

the end of the parade, where the crowd became the parade

upper view

October 12, 2010 Posted by | The Gay Me | , | 3 Comments


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