I'm sure that's what my parents were thinking Saturday as we walked around the
Jersey City LGBT (Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender) Pride Festival.My parents were in town from Memphis for a few days and my husband and I took them to Jersey City for a couple of open houses because we're considering moving to that area. On the way to the third home, we passed a festival. Music was blaring. Balloons were flying. And there was a smell of grease in the air. We decided to stop to get something to drink and see what was going on.
I think I noticed the rainbow flags first, because a few minutes after realizing what kind of festival it was, my mother asked, "Is this a gay event?"
Now, my parents are uber religious and ultra conservative. They're the kind who pray that homosexuals find their way
back to the land of straightness, since God certainly didn't allow them to be born that way.
I, on the other hand, believe people are born the way God intended - lesbian, gay, straight, bisexual, transgender, etc.
So, I turned to my mother, not sure what expression I'd see on her face, and told her that it was an LGBT event. Her reply: "Oh."
We walked around for about 45 minutes, got something to drink, listened to a woman sing Gladys Knight and the Pips' "Neither One of Us," which my parents enjoyed, and got some goodie bags.
On the way to the car, my mother asked my father if he was looking. There were tons of men in tight shorts and no shirts; women wearing short skirts and the occasional drag queen. And love was in the air - men kissing men, women holding the hand of their girlfriends, a butt grab, a back rub. You get the picture. No one in the crowd was shy.
My father said he wasn't looking. My mother said she was looking enough for the both of them. They laughed.
I think the festival was slight culture shock for my parents. There is a gay community in Memphis, but they don't frequent it. I thought it was good for my parents to see that the LGBT community is just like any other community - looking for friendship, companionship, acceptance and love.
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