I was going to write about how that in 24 states, or 30, maybe 35 states plus the District of Columbia, same sex couples can get married. No wait, there’s a stay by the Supreme Court justice in Idaho, or not any more. I do think that the SCOTUS should just DECIDE this issue once and for all, and that there are dangers in dawdling. But the heck with all that.
On Friday, October 10, 2014, for the first time in the 251-year history of my church, a same-gender couple was able to marry there. This was a function not just of the New York State law passed in June 2011, but the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) voting to allow pastors to marry same-sex couples in states where it is legal just this past June.
Lee had spoken at the local presbytery (regional body) meeting this past January, expressing his desire to get married in the church of which he’s been a member for decades to the person he’s been with for nearly a quarter century. Lee had spent time in the hospital this summer, but he’s better now, so it was an extra special celebration. Both pastors officiated, and the house was quite full, with family, friends, and many members of the congregation.
The Wife noted that it was difficult to find a greeting card appropriate for same-gender couples at the local drug store; I totally get that.
The odd thing for me is that the biggest piece of conversation at the reception, besides the happy couple, was the fact that I wore a TIE with my bright red shirt. There are people there who’ve known me for a decade who’d never seen me wear one. Don’t get used to it, people; it was a very special occasion.