Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about marriage. Calm down, I’m not getting married…. YET! But, it’s been high on the list of topics in conversations I have with friends and people I encounter in my work, here at GLAAD, especially since the Supreme Court is being asked to consider several important marriage equality issues.
I’ve talked about it with everyone, from young people who are passionate and adamant about our right to equal marriage, to friends who are members of a, shall we say, more “seasoned” generation, who never imagined that they would ever live to see a day when marriage was a very real option for us.
I had breakfast with one of those “seasoned” couples yesterday morning while I was in San Francisco. Charley and Frank have been together for over 40 years. They’ve lived in California for the entire span of their relationship. This is their home and they are clearly in love with each other and their life here yet it’s not legal for them to marry.
Looking at this lovely couple I decided to ask about their early years. I’m always fascinated with how people meet, maybe because I’m secretly hoping it will, somehow, give me a clue as to how I might meet “HIM” someday. They told me the story of their flirtation and first months together, finishing each other’s sentences, taking their cues from one another, overlapping and correcting each other, and finally, ending in a well-rehearsed, beautifully choreographed crescendo as they both just threw their heads back and laughed about it all. Then one turned to me and said, very simply, “Isn’t he cute?” That’s where they got me. Here was this beautiful, loving couple taking care of each other, providing for each other, enjoying each other, and presumably, fighting with each other for 40 years and one could still look at the other and gush. This is a sentiment that first occurred to him over 40 years ago and still occurs to him today. That’s when I suddenly realized that Charley and Frank remind me of another loving couple—my parents.
Wilson Cruz








