National Coming Out Day

National Coming Out Day has been recognized on October 11 since 1988, when it marked the first anniversary of the 1987 March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay Rights. My friend Alan linked to a video of a newscast from that event in 1987, and as I watched it, I found myself thinking, In those days, because of AIDS, coming out, being visible, was a matter of life and death. When I finished watching the video, I realized–coming out is still a matter of life and death.

I’ve been thinking a lot about courage lately. It’s one of those words applied to a wide variety of human experiences: Her courageous battle with cancer… The fireman courageously entered the burning building… They have the courage of their convictions… The courage of our troops fighting in Afghanistan…

Is it an overused word? I don’t know that it is. Because I’ve always believed that many of our biggest words–courage, strength, honor, love, heroism, honesty, compassion–are shown in the smallest acts of our daily lives. For those people who showed up in Washington, D.C., in 1987, courage meant saying, publicly, “I am a lesbian.” It meant contributing a quilt panel with the name of a beloved someone who died of a disease that everyone had kept a secret. Or walking down a street with a sign even if you didn’t feel like it was “your” cause because you believed it was a right cause.

  • Courage is being visible when a lot of people would like for you to remain invisible so they can be comfortable.
  • Courage is knowing that not everyone who is gay or lesbian or bisexual or transgendered has the supportive environment you might enjoy, so you commend their first step toward visibility, whether it is taken gloriously or hesitantly.
  • Courage is not mocking people because they look or behave or express themselves in ways that aren’t your ways but are authentic to who they are.
  • Courage is understanding that some people are not ready to open that closet door and letting them know that when they are, you will stand with them against whatever comes their way.
  • Courage is using your voice for people whose voices have been silenced by hate, by fear, by death.
  • Courage is understanding that even if you can’t raise your voice loud and proud and publicly, you can say quietly to someone, “I love you for exactly who you are, and I always will.”

Poetry and dolls and buttons, oh my

The lack of written content on this blog isn’t because I’m not tuned in to the world. In fact, lately I feel like I’m a little too tuned in again. Too much TV, too much news, too much politics, too much hateful language and behavior. But do you really want me to add my voice to the cacophony that is the Internet’s opinion on every wretched bit of human behavior we can display?

I didn’t think so.

Though I’ll admit to completely cracking up when I saw this Tweet:

We now return to our regularly scheduled rainbows, unicorns, dogs, and happiness.

Condolences

Last night, I was looking at Flickr photos from around the world expressing condolences to the people of Norway for their recent losses to domestic terrorism. I remember being so moved by those kinds of photos following September 11, and hoped that the people of Norway might receive the same comfort from knowing the world is with them.

Until I saw a photo shot at Houston’s Norwegian consulate, it hadn’t occurred to me to verify if we had one or where it is. Turns out it’s right here in our neighborhood, just blocks from The Compound. People have left flowers there over the last week–they are looking a little faded thanks to our drought–so I added fresh ones from The Compound family. If you’re in the ‘hood and want to leave something, you probably wouldn’t get in too much trouble if you parked for a few minutes at Allen House and crossed West Dallas. Otherwise, you’d need to park on side streets.


The Consulate’s web site has photos of notables visiting the consulate to sign the condolence book on this page, and there is also a link on that page if you wish to leave your condolences online.

I send my hope for healing to Norway.

Photo Love

I’m never sure if it’s permissible to repost official White House photos, but I think as long as they are not for commercial or political use, it may be okay. In any case, I loved this one so much I can’t help but share it. Whenever I see a man I love–husband, friend, brother–holding a child, it makes my heart turn over at the juxtaposition of strength and gentleness. And so I think that’s what the First Lady is experiencing here. Everything about the photo makes me happy. The caption in the Flickr group says the president “soothes a crying baby on the South Lawn of the White House.”


Official White House photo by Pete Souza.

ETA: Friends told me to see this video to show President Obama’s glance at his wife when he’s able to quiet the baby. Priceless. You just know this must be a scenario that first played out with Malia and Sasha.

Button Sunday

I launched Button Sundays in September 2006 after getting an e-mail full of button photos from Denece. I don’t know if I’ve missed a Sunday since. I’m not about to go back through the archives to check, since I recently did that to replace or delete a lot of broken links, as well as LJ user names and other LJ-specific code that didn’t migrate to the new blog. Since the button launch almost five years ago, I’ve been given buttons from many of you (thanks!), searched the Internet for buttons to go with themes, events, or dates, and sometimes created buttons because I couldn’t find what I wanted.

My future plan for Button Sundays is to photograph and share buttons from my personal collection, which began when Lynne and I started collecting them as ‘tweens. If I can remember where I got the buttons, or from whom, I may include the details. Sometimes my memory will no doubt be inaccurate; we’ll call that “memoir,” which is closely related to “fiction.”

Buttons have been around since the late 1800s, when they were used mostly for political campaigns. I’ll begin with some of my political buttons related to the state of Alabama. Keep in mind, now and in the future, that ownership of a campaign or promotional button does not indicate my endorsement of a person or product. =)


The two little buttons in the bottom right corner were my parents’. They campaigned across the state in 1978 with Jamie “Red” Etheridge when he was running for Lieutenant Governor of Alabama. My father probably met him through work they did together on a regional planning council. I don’t think Etheridge won that election. The most recent information I could find on him indicates he’s a trustee at Jacksonville State University in Jacksonville, Alabama.

Jere Beasley was Alabama’s Lieutenant Governor when Governor George Wallace suffered an assassination attempt in his presidential race of 1972. Beasley became acting governor when Wallace had to be out of state for an extended period because of his surgery and recovery. This button comes from his unsuccessful 1978 gubernatorial campaign. The Beasley Belle buttons were given to campaign volunteers. My mother was active in his campaign and made sure I got one of these after I made phone calls on his behalf.

Emory Folmar was a mayor of Montgomery, Alabama, and an unsuccessful gubernatorial candidate (losing to George Wallace in Wallace’s fourth term in 1982). Various controversies surrounded Folmar (including the banning of rock and roll concerts in Montgomery!). Lt. Governor George McMillan lost to Wallace in the Democratic primary during that same election season.

The “Brewer Full Time” button was a slam against Albert Brewer’s 1972 gubernatorial opponent George Wallace, who was often out of the state campaigning for president. Brewer was Lt. Governor under Lurleen B. Wallace, wife of George Wallace. During Wallace’s first term as governor, term limitations allowed a governor only one consecutive term. Wallace immediately began trying to change that, and when he hadn’t been successful nearing the end of his term, he persuaded his wife to run for the governor’s office. Her victory enabled him to continue to control the office while working to change the law. During part of Mrs. Wallace’s term, she was ill and out of the state for enough consecutive days for Brewer to become acting governor. Later, when she died, Brewer finished her term. In spite of his efforts to build a coalition between disenfranchised voters (blacks and poor whites), Brewer lost to Wallace, who had also won his battle to allow governors consecutive terms.

The Wallace buttons are from different campaigns, the one with his photo being the oldest. I found it in my mother’s sewing box. Even had they been living in the state during his early years in office, my parents’ views on civil rights would not allow them to support Wallace’s campaign promises of continued segregation (in later years, he recanted those views and apologized). In all, Wallace was governor of Alabama for four terms over three decades, and he ran for president four times.


Peyton Cochrane has been the Tax Collector of Tuscaloosa County for over twenty years. This button might have been from his first campaign. It’s possible from research his father or grandfather shared with my mother that we are very distantly related. Cochrane, especially with the final “e,” was not a common name in North Alabama.

Endorsed by the Alabama Tea Party Express, Lynn Greer is a current member of the State of Alabama House of Representatives, where he initially served as a Democrat, and later, a Republican. This button is probably from his 1980 campaign for Public Service Commissioner.