Mom, Dad, and the Drag Queens
Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore…
This is a story from about 8 years ago, but it makes me laugh every time, so I thought it was worth sharing.
My Mom and Dad were showing me pictures from their vacation to San Francisco. As I was browsing through the pile, I started to notice a pattern of photos that seemed to be from a gay pride parade.
“Mom, what’s this?” I asked.
“Well, your Dad and I were walking along and we got caught up in a parade. It was so neat. There were all these colorful flags and banners,” she explained. “But then we saw these tall men dressed up as women and realized we were walking in a gay pride parade.”
BAHAHAHA!
You just have to picture my Mom and Dad, two God-fearing, small town midwesterners enjoying a stroll when they were swept away in a gay pride parade.
I wish I had been there to see it myself. Mom, Dad, and the drag queens.
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I love that sort of thing…where we, or someone else, finds themselves by accident in a totally wild situation! I loved watching my mom the first time I turned her lose in a room of 20 of my closest GAY friends. She did a fabulous job!
It does make life interesting, doesn’t it?
A room full of 20 strangers would make anyone nervous. I’m so glad your Mom did well.