Husb and I went to a vigil in the city centre last evening for those recently murdered in the atrocity in Orlando in the USA. It was sad but also joyous because so many people came together to commemorate those who had died and to stand up for what’s right. I’m of an age that I can remember when friends were routinely “queer-bashed” back in the 1970s and 1980s and the police and general public didn’t want to know. Times have changed. What was heartening at the vigil was the spread of ages, from elders to teenagers, united.
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