|A smiling Bill and me Monday waiting to get our marriage license application|
At 9:30 a.m. I will marry my longtime friend, partner, lover and confident William Daniel Kelly.
Tomorrow, July 3rd is our 49th anniversary. Little did I know of even dare to dream that one day I would marry that handsome man that sent me a drink across the Westbury Bar in Philadelphia Pennsylvania on that July 3rd, 1964 Saturday night.
Bill had been sending me drinks via his friend Jerry the Bartender for about three months before that July 3rd night that I walked around the bar to thank him. From the first moment we talked, I knew Bill was different. I had the feeling that we were destined for a life together. However, the thought never occurred to me that one day we could live out lives with all the dignity, respect and legal protections that are accorded straight couples. I knew that when I moved in with Bill we would lead a furtive life, hiding our love.
During our 49 years together Bill has always preferred to live in the shadows. Bill is of that generation that knew to survive one had to hide his true identity. I was always the more open about my sexuality during the long years of our relationship, much to Bill's chagrin.
I attended the first
Bill seems to have changed his outlook on life now that he is no longer marginalized. Because of marriage equality Bill is no longer discounted as a human being or treated as "less than."
And that folks is the biggest and best result that will come from our marriage tomorrow.
|Me and Bill practicing Monday getting married|