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Girls were often warned about guys wearing shiny shoes that stood too close. But this will sort of be an ongoing joke for a chapter, maybe two.
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As time was getting close, there were things that needed to be done. Like me making sure I had everything I needed to be married in proper Scottish attire. Tony looked at the things on the bed. “Okay, you’re wearing all this.” I chuckled. “I am. I’m descended from Highlanders, I have to.” Tony nodded. “And all this is….” He looked. “What?” I held my dress sporran. It was an ornate leather pouch. “Do you see any pockets?” I asked. “This is basically a purse. Essentially, we in
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Next year there is more. So, tonight, we begin the wedding. There is more. A lot more.
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Hello, Canada! No, it's not just the rural South. It seems to be almost universal, and we shouldn't be so tight lipped about sex or human development. But we are. I look back now and see it mostly as humorous. It's all funny if you look at it. Dad couldn't play an game where you told things about yourself or partner. He would get so frustrated and red faced. It was funny!!
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You think I'm done? No way. I've got a few more YEARS to cover.
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And what I said about talking about body parts was true. No one ever spoke about the parts of the body. If they had to, it was like I said. The butt was a seat, and never mention penis. Not a pecker, cock...nothing. It was very sad.
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I was waiting for something I had ordered for Tony to arrive. It was going to be fun to see him react. Valentine’s Day was approaching. No, it wasn’t anything romantic, but I thought it was funny. I knew he would. I made dinner for the two of us. Dimmed the lights and waited for him to come home. When he arrived, I saw the roses and shook my head. “You send me a rose almost every week.” He shrugged. “I didn’t know what to get you. You’re getting me in two months.” I kissed him as I s
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I'll let you know that after I put it on. Or rather Mitch does.
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Maybe I’m not gay enough. Talking about having the wedding at Biltmore Inn and reception, I was beginning to tire of talking about it. They were catering the food being served, but we had to decide on the menu. Then there were decisions to make about what the food would be. Were there allergies some of our guests might have? Were there vegetarians? Then there were the banquet facilities. There was a garden attached where the wedding would be if it wasn’t raining. The ceremony was a crap shot
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Even now he has problems with it. It was really bad right afterwards, but he's adjusting. Like I said in the story. I can't understand because I didn't see it. But I know how it affected my husband. All I could do it be there and listen.
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The year had begun and things went to that comfortable rhythm. I worked, Tony worked and we loved being together. My renewed passport arrived and then plans were being made for the Commitment Ceremony. Tony and I contacted both Grove Park Inn and Biltmore. We decided a ceremony at Biltmore was the best route to take. And there would be rooms available in the Biltmore Inn. Tony said he and I would be leaving for our honeymoon afterward, so we only needed a place to change clothes, but we had a gr
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I had barely gotten in the door when my phone rang on the desk. I smiled seeing Alan Belosik’s name on the ID. “I just got in!” I said without bothering to say hello. “I had to know,” Alan said. “Did it go well? Did they like you? Did you like them?” I chuckled hearing his questions. “Yes to all those questions.” “What did you do there?” Alan asked. “Did you go to the Phantom of the Opera?” “Yes, we did,” I answered. “I’ll tell you in more detail on Tuesday.” “But i
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We arrived at the MCCNY, as I explained before if I wasn’t with Tony I would be hopelessly lost. I know the city is full of numbered streets, odds one way and evens the other and if you knew where you were and where you were going, just follow the numbers! But I had Tony, so why figure it out? Entering I knew we weren’t in a Church in the South. And it really didn’t feel Baptist at all. Tony had been right about the people that attended here, they did dress a whole lot better. The men here did l
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The Pope did say they owed us an apology. But that's later in time. Even marriage is still illegal at the time. And Melissa's words to the Nun did happen. That wasn't fiction!
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We did take the carriage ride and it was very romantic. I was enjoying this trip. I was learning a lot about Tony. I looked up at the dark sky. “I always heard the stars can’t be seen in New York.” I commented. “Now I know it’s true.” Tony pointed to the many lights around us. “We make our own stars.” Then he reached in his coat pocket. “We agreed to not buy presents for each other…and this really isn’t a Christmas present.” He pulled a small box out. “But I’m giving it to you now…I want
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It took a few minutes before Tony’s father was talking much to any of us. We sat at the kitchen table where Tony had another cup of coffee. Kathleen was doing most of the talking to us. She was very pleasant. Then Angelo began asking questions, sometimes while she was talking. I got what Tony said about several conversations at once at the table. I was going to have to pay attention when everyone was there. “So you’re from the South,” Angelo said quietly, but his mannerism said he was closed
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The sad truth was I had more culture shock up North than my husband did in the South. His family was very demonstrative and very verbal. I wasn't kidding about the having to pay attention. There were conversations all over.
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“And I’m looking forward to seeing New York.” I nodded. “For a long time it was more of a fictional city to me. It’d be nice to actually see it.” “Fictional? How so?” Tony asked. I shrugged. “I only saw it on TV. Archie Bunker in All In The Family, SVU…shows like that.” Tony smiled. “It’s real, you’ll see. We’ll be flying in on Sunday before Christmas. And leave on Friday afterward.” Then he looked at me closely. “If that’s okay with you?” “I do have to be back Saturday.” I shrug
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And so the next chapter comes...now.
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New York, coming up.
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And Dad did try to be more accepting. I helped Mom get things ready for Thanksgiving Day. Making several pies and two cakes. Pecan, apple and chocolate pies, a red velvet and coconut cakes. The coconut cake was for me. It was my favorite. Not a yellow cake with coconut frosting, now there was coconut in the cake, coconut milk, it was coconut! Even Dad and Tony tried to help but were getting in the way. The kitchen wasn’t that big! In the meantime, Mom and I talked. “I know you think I gave u
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My forgiveness was hard, but being mad and angry all the time is exhausting. My husband had the harder time forgiving Dad, but I couldn't believe he did it to be mean. He believed he could cure me. Otherwise he wouldn't do it.
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Unfortunately, it isn't fictional. That did happen to me. And as I wrote, I had to come to the understanding that Dad was scared for me. That's why he did it. I've never forgotten in. I did forgive him, but it happened.
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Nick and I had birthdays in the same month. So we had a joint celebration in the middle. His was on the eighth, mine was on the twenty-second. We did it a weekend in between. “So, what are your plans for Thanksgiving?” I asked Nick at the table in the restaurant. He shrugged. “I was planning to spend it with you guys.” Tony smiled. “We’ll be in Asheville.” “You’re welcome to come. You’re family.” I said. Nick looked at me uneasily. “This is the mountain family?” I nodded.
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We've got the others, Mitch's mother's family. That goes alright. Then there's Tony's family in New York. Plus a little more culture shock. Remember, these are all real. What happens did happen. To both me and my husband.
