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This site is a member of WebRing. To browse visit here. Friday, February 13, 2004 Whoee! Just got a forward from Kate of the message from her friends in SF. It's even better than I thought. I'm supposed to be on the way to work on someone's computer right now, but couldn't resist taking a moment to post this:February 12, 2004. The day that turned out to be our wedding day. We went to the County Clerk’s office around 11 and asked for a marriage license. The person at the information desk didn’t know when they would be available. We went back outside because we thought that the Mayor was going to be holding a press conference. A reporter and crew from NBC asked us about getting married. They did an interview with the both of us. They told us that the press conference was cancelled. I happened to notice that Roberta Achtenberg (President Clinton’s HUD Undersecretary) was standing on the sidewalk. I asked her if she was waiting for the rally that was supposed to begin at noon. She became rather flustered. I was really confused as to why until she said, “The first same sex wedding already has taken place. That’s all I can say.” I went back to the Clerk’s office and asked again for a marriage license. The lady who was behind the information counter said that if they were ready they would start handing them out at noon. (It was about 11:20.) We waited. There were all sorts of reporters and photographers. At noon we got our application and filled it out. We came back and paid a fee. Then we got back a license, which we had to take to the Recorder’s Office. At the point we got to the Recorder’s office there were three couples ahead of us waiting in line. As we got in line a clerk came out and said, “There is a problem with the licenses and we are asking you to go back to the Clerk’s office.” When we got there it was pointed out that they hadn’t changed the license so it still read Bride’s Name and Groom’s Name instead of Applicant One and Applicant Two like the application. By then the office was pandemonium. There were camera crews, people waiting to get married, the excitement of same sex couples realizing it really might happen, a County Clerk’s office facing an onslaught of people. When we finally got our corrected license we went back to the Recorder’s office. The NBC crew was still waiting for us. People from the Recorder’s office had already talked with us while we were waiting to get our licenses corrected. They told us they would be able to do our ceremonies as soon as we got our licenses. They put the three couples that had had trouble with their licenses in this waiting room. They wanted us to line up in order so they could do our ceremonies. One clerk took the first couple outside. When they second couple went outside a lady came in and said, “Actually we don’t have to go anywhere, we can just shut the door and use this room for your ceremony. (There was a large window on one side so that we were visible, but there was less noise with the door shut.) The NBC reporter agreed to be our witness and the cameraman filmed the whole ceremony. The reporter also acted as our wedding photographer. The first thing the clerk says to us is “Do you have rings?” We didn’t. She said, “No problem instead of rings how about exchanging kisses?” There was only one part when she inadvertently used “her” but she quickly caught herself. In the end she pronounced us “spouses for life.” It was just a fantastic event. And there you have it, folk! A firsthand account of one of the very first gay marriages in the US. Congratulations again, B and F! posted by Liz @ 1:16 PM | The template is set to display 10 posts. To see all the posts for this month, click on the month name in the Archive section RSS Feed PERSONAL Send email toliz at life-as-a-spectator-sport.com Home I'm a mother, grandmother, a computer professional, Democrat, Christian. I welcome politely worded comments and email, my spam filter throws the rest away, so don't bother to flame me WHY 'LIFE AS A SPECTATOR SPORT' "If you're lucky not to live in the gutters of a slum, but still can't afford to take vacations in the Alps, you're part of that enormous middle class who lives life through the medium of the television, further separated from "real" life by air conditioner, by automobile, by dishwasher, microwave and ice-in-the-door refrigerator, by automatic washer and dryer, and all the other appliances and conveniences that make it possible for America to live life at second hand. I'm not sure why Americans decided that televised drama was better than the real thing, that cardboard microwave food containers were an adequate substitute for real dishes, and their contents for real food, or that cooking, dishwashing and face-to-face conversation wasn't worth the effort and time it required. Someone fed this nation a plastic crate of out-of-season tomatoes and told us it was life and we took them at their word, and we're so much the poorer for it that it's hard to know where to start to list the shortcomings." I wrote this a couple of years ago, but I have to admit it's much less amusing than I thought it would be to see the artifical construct falling apart. 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Whoee! Just got a forward from Kate of the message from her friends in SF. It's even better than I thought. I'm supposed to be on the way to work on someone's computer right now, but couldn't resist taking a moment to post this:February 12, 2004. The day that turned out to be our wedding day. We went to the County Clerk’s office around 11 and asked for a marriage license. The person at the information desk didn’t know when they would be available. We went back outside because we thought that the Mayor was going to be holding a press conference. A reporter and crew from NBC asked us about getting married. They did an interview with the both of us. They told us that the press conference was cancelled. I happened to notice that Roberta Achtenberg (President Clinton’s HUD Undersecretary) was standing on the sidewalk. I asked her if she was waiting for the rally that was supposed to begin at noon. She became rather flustered. I was really confused as to why until she said, “The first same sex wedding already has taken place. That’s all I can say.” I went back to the Clerk’s office and asked again for a marriage license. The lady who was behind the information counter said that if they were ready they would start handing them out at noon. (It was about 11:20.) We waited. There were all sorts of reporters and photographers. At noon we got our application and filled it out. We came back and paid a fee. Then we got back a license, which we had to take to the Recorder’s Office. At the point we got to the Recorder’s office there were three couples ahead of us waiting in line. As we got in line a clerk came out and said, “There is a problem with the licenses and we are asking you to go back to the Clerk’s office.” When we got there it was pointed out that they hadn’t changed the license so it still read Bride’s Name and Groom’s Name instead of Applicant One and Applicant Two like the application. By then the office was pandemonium. There were camera crews, people waiting to get married, the excitement of same sex couples realizing it really might happen, a County Clerk’s office facing an onslaught of people. When we finally got our corrected license we went back to the Recorder’s office. The NBC crew was still waiting for us. People from the Recorder’s office had already talked with us while we were waiting to get our licenses corrected. They told us they would be able to do our ceremonies as soon as we got our licenses. They put the three couples that had had trouble with their licenses in this waiting room. They wanted us to line up in order so they could do our ceremonies. One clerk took the first couple outside. When they second couple went outside a lady came in and said, “Actually we don’t have to go anywhere, we can just shut the door and use this room for your ceremony. (There was a large window on one side so that we were visible, but there was less noise with the door shut.) The NBC reporter agreed to be our witness and the cameraman filmed the whole ceremony. The reporter also acted as our wedding photographer. The first thing the clerk says to us is “Do you have rings?” We didn’t. She said, “No problem instead of rings how about exchanging kisses?” There was only one part when she inadvertently used “her” but she quickly caught herself. In the end she pronounced us “spouses for life.” It was just a fantastic event. And there you have it, folk! A firsthand account of one of the very first gay marriages in the US. Congratulations again, B and F!
February 12, 2004. The day that turned out to be our wedding day. We went to the County Clerk’s office around 11 and asked for a marriage license. The person at the information desk didn’t know when they would be available. We went back outside because we thought that the Mayor was going to be holding a press conference. A reporter and crew from NBC asked us about getting married. They did an interview with the both of us. They told us that the press conference was cancelled. I happened to notice that Roberta Achtenberg (President Clinton’s HUD Undersecretary) was standing on the sidewalk. I asked her if she was waiting for the rally that was supposed to begin at noon. She became rather flustered. I was really confused as to why until she said, “The first same sex wedding already has taken place. That’s all I can say.” I went back to the Clerk’s office and asked again for a marriage license. The lady who was behind the information counter said that if they were ready they would start handing them out at noon. (It was about 11:20.) We waited. There were all sorts of reporters and photographers. At noon we got our application and filled it out. We came back and paid a fee. Then we got back a license, which we had to take to the Recorder’s Office. At the point we got to the Recorder’s office there were three couples ahead of us waiting in line. As we got in line a clerk came out and said, “There is a problem with the licenses and we are asking you to go back to the Clerk’s office.” When we got there it was pointed out that they hadn’t changed the license so it still read Bride’s Name and Groom’s Name instead of Applicant One and Applicant Two like the application. By then the office was pandemonium. There were camera crews, people waiting to get married, the excitement of same sex couples realizing it really might happen, a County Clerk’s office facing an onslaught of people. When we finally got our corrected license we went back to the Recorder’s office. The NBC crew was still waiting for us. People from the Recorder’s office had already talked with us while we were waiting to get our licenses corrected. They told us they would be able to do our ceremonies as soon as we got our licenses. They put the three couples that had had trouble with their licenses in this waiting room. They wanted us to line up in order so they could do our ceremonies. One clerk took the first couple outside. When they second couple went outside a lady came in and said, “Actually we don’t have to go anywhere, we can just shut the door and use this room for your ceremony. (There was a large window on one side so that we were visible, but there was less noise with the door shut.) The NBC reporter agreed to be our witness and the cameraman filmed the whole ceremony. The reporter also acted as our wedding photographer. The first thing the clerk says to us is “Do you have rings?” We didn’t. She said, “No problem instead of rings how about exchanging kisses?” There was only one part when she inadvertently used “her” but she quickly caught herself. In the end she pronounced us “spouses for life.” It was just a fantastic event.
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"If you're lucky not to live in the gutters of a slum, but still can't afford to take vacations in the Alps, you're part of that enormous middle class who lives life through the medium of the television, further separated from "real" life by air conditioner, by automobile, by dishwasher, microwave and ice-in-the-door refrigerator, by automatic washer and dryer, and all the other appliances and conveniences that make it possible for America to live life at second hand. I'm not sure why Americans decided that televised drama was better than the real thing, that cardboard microwave food containers were an adequate substitute for real dishes, and their contents for real food, or that cooking, dishwashing and face-to-face conversation wasn't worth the effort and time it required. Someone fed this nation a plastic crate of out-of-season tomatoes and told us it was life and we took them at their word, and we're so much the poorer for it that it's hard to know where to start to list the shortcomings." I wrote this a couple of years ago, but I have to admit it's much less amusing than I thought it would be to see the artifical construct falling apart.
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Cleaning, 1 Cleaning, 2 Cleaning, 3
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Extravayarnza Knitting Heretic Mind of Winter Pie Knits Persistent Illusion See Eunny Knit The Keyboard Biologist Taleweaver's Ramblings TECHnitting Wendy Knits
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