The knock at the door came at a bad time. I’d driven for two days straight with a car full of things from my dead mom’s house--on the anniversary of her death, no less. One kid was in the bath, the other was clamoring for dinner. The neighbors were having a Sunday evening backyard party … Continue reading The boys next door
I’m getting married again. The first time I got married, we started planning a year in advance. We had hand-made invitations and complicated seating charts for almost a hundred friends and family members. We tasted cakes and wines and hors d’ouevres. We agonized over the guest list. We booked a ballroom because we didn’t want … Continue reading Third time’s the charm
When the federal judge struck down Oregon's ban on same-sex marriage, I didn’t expect to cry. After all, it was more or less a foregone conclusion. The state flat-out refused to defend its own law in court. Requests from out-of-state conservative activist groups to defend the ban, and later, to stay the ruling, were denied. … Continue reading Rights and Privileges
Christine Hanolsy 