So I headed off to watch the Gay Pride march here in NYC. It was a huge event, made Sydney Mardi Gras look like a picnic.
It was so hot and humid, and very crowded but I enjoyed it. It is far more political in tone than Mardi Gras, but a lot less glitzy.
I was very moved to see Judy Shepherd as the Grand Marshall, she is the mother of Matthew Shepherd, the young boy who was brutally murdered in Laramie Texas, the victim of a gay hate crime. Both of Matthew’s parents were in the car, and I shed a tear for Matthew. His story has always had a deep effect on me.
Afterwards the West Village was packed with proud gay men and women and their friends.