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I'm spending today writing the obituary of my great uncle's partner of 50 years. My great uncle died in 2011 and his partner Ronnie has always been an integral part of our family my whole life. My mom and Aunt have been his guardians for the last 10 years as Alzheimers slowly took him away. Ronnie is pretty much single-handedly responsible for Historic Oakwood still existing in Raleigh as he mobilized people to start the Candlelight Tour to save the homes in the early 70's when a proposed expressway would have demolished them all. He's truly beloved...like more than almost imaginable.
In Edgecombe County, it was always accepted (and even embraced later on) that Earl and Ronnie were a couple. The country church that we all attended would have literally fallen down without them, their donations, their time, their energy, etc. Pillars of that community in every way.
I say all that to share this with you. I sent the first draft of the obituary to my mom and Aunt. The services and burial are at the church I grew up in. It was and always has been Conetoe United Methodist Church. My Aunt sent me a correction back that "it's now just Conetoe Methodist Church. I don't know why they changed the name, but that's what it is". Of course, I know why the name changed. The name changed because the folks in that very same church apparently think it's more important to make a statement against loving gay couples than it is to simply remain "United".
Generally speaking, things regarding the gay community don't hit me so hard. I've become cynical enough to be thick-skinned about it. But I have to admit it was a gut punch in that moment. Sorry for the personal indulgence. Just something I felt I need to share somewhere.
In Edgecombe County, it was always accepted (and even embraced later on) that Earl and Ronnie were a couple. The country church that we all attended would have literally fallen down without them, their donations, their time, their energy, etc. Pillars of that community in every way.
I say all that to share this with you. I sent the first draft of the obituary to my mom and Aunt. The services and burial are at the church I grew up in. It was and always has been Conetoe United Methodist Church. My Aunt sent me a correction back that "it's now just Conetoe Methodist Church. I don't know why they changed the name, but that's what it is". Of course, I know why the name changed. The name changed because the folks in that very same church apparently think it's more important to make a statement against loving gay couples than it is to simply remain "United".
Generally speaking, things regarding the gay community don't hit me so hard. I've become cynical enough to be thick-skinned about it. But I have to admit it was a gut punch in that moment. Sorry for the personal indulgence. Just something I felt I need to share somewhere.