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by Aimee Genter-Gilmore, PQ Monthly

 

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Oscar kicks up his feet at the parade!

 

Well, the “big” Pride celebration has come and gone (although there are plenty of Pride celebrations across the state happening all summer long… check out our full coverage HERE) and my family is slowly easing back into “the grind” for a couple of months until the wedding, and then we’ll really be back in “the grind” once that’s over.

It was so nice to meet so many of you readers down at the Waterfront Festival (holla at my peeps from Oregon Coast Pride!)… but the highlight of my Pride is always the parade. And this year was no exception. Talking to everyone gathered around me on Burnside’s median, we all reflected on how much Pride celebrations have changed. The overwhelming amount of churches, alone, boggle the mind. But then there are gay cops, apologetic Mormons, gay seniors, and the ever-present sex swing. The Parade really is a reflection of our community. I always end up being there with a handful of straight friends… or my parents… which means I get to explain all of the sub-genres of gaydom to them. Because I have a deep love for the entire spectrum of gayness, and really love to introduce new people to the nooks and crannies of gaydom, this is one of my favorite ways to experience the parade.

Oscar had a blast, smiling and singing along with the din of the crowd. I passed him off to a friend to rest my arms, and a few minutes later she tapped on my arm to let me know that he had fallen asleep. Yes, in the middle of the parade, Oscar decided it was naptime. For the first time ever, Oscar fell asleep in the arms of a person! (He usually prefers the crib or car seat.) We gently put him in his stroller with his blanket and, wouldn’t you know it… he slept for an hour. In the middle of Burnside. In the middle of a parade.

All in all, it was a great “first Pride” for my family, and also a great “first Pride” for my PQ family. Pride always reminds me how much I love to be a part of this community and how I love the great diversity and heart that comes out of it. It also just happens to (usually) fall on Father’s Day, which is lucky for a couple of lesbian mommies. I mean, we really had no idea what to do with Father’s Day. But now Father’s Day means Gay Pride, and I think that’s a perfect trade-off.

Anyway, I’m babbling. How was your Pride?

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