Samantha Box just sent me this fabulous picture she took of Dad at Pride two years ago. I marched, but it was too far for Dad so Rev Pat hoisted him onto the Metropolitan Community Church float and he rode the whole way, waving at the crowds on the sidewalk.
Dad actually took me to my very first gay pride march - it was 1976, and I was still in a stroller!!! I don't remember it, of course, but Dad says it was very small, only a couple blocks long, and that, in those days before gay families were common, everyone was amazed to see a small child in the parade.
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