A Toast to Kim and Kerry (1/1)
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This was written for speech class, and eventually will be followed up by an actual story about the reunion of Kim and Kerry. Please leave comments :-)
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Greetings my friends and family in the Chicago gay and lesbian
community, it's wonderful to see so many of you here today.
And as for the rest of you, I don't know who let you in here,
but since you haven't fled yet I suppose you're entitled to stay.
My dear friend Kerry Weaver has asked me here today to say a few
words in honor of her union to Kim Legaspi. I haven't had the
pleasure of knowing Kerry as long as many of you- in fact, we
met only a few years ago, when Kerry finally ventured forth from
the confines of her ER work to give actual society a try. I spotted
her the first night she came to the Pink Star Bar. She'd fought her
hair into a somewhat relaxed style, but even in the casual clothing
she had scrounged up she had all the tense nervousness of someone
waiting for disaster. She sat alone, apart from the bustle of girls
looking for a wild night on the town, ignoring all else to focus on
the Strawberry Daiquiri she was drinking. It was clear she was just
as out of place as me. We were both professionals more at home in
emergency hospitals and court rooms than in bars dominated by women
half our age.
So, I asked her what her story was. And she told me of a woman
who had entered her life as a friend and left it as much more. They'd
gone out to dinner and Kerry had began to notice things, things she
confessed she had never noticed in a woman before- the casual way she
flipped her hair, the way she smiled as if she and Kerry were the only
two people in the world that mattered.
This, Kerry told me, was the happiest time of her life. She was
comfortable with this woman, content to remain lovers by night,
content with the notion of being more than simply friends. But she was
not yet ready to unmask herself by day, not ready to adopt a lifestyle
that brings with it only isolation and discrimination. And so, when
the time came to take a stand, she let her lover go. It was only
when it seemed to be too late that Kerry realized stigma or no, this
was the life that she wanted.
The lover who almost slipped away from Kerry's life forever was Kim
Legaspi. When fate granted them a second chance and they were reunited,
this time Kerry didn't hesitate. It was clear to me from the night I
first saw them together that Kerry was not going to let Kim slip away
from her again. And now, I am honored to be here to witness the union
of these two lovers, a union that was postponed for too long as we
waited for the government to finally recognize the legality of what
we have always known is a true and lasting affection.
And now, as Kerry and Kim are finally united, I am pleased to see so
many of their coworkers from the ER here with us today. Without your
support, it is unlikely that Kerry could ever have made the choices
that have lead her to this day. When Kerry's short lived relationship
with the paramedic Sandy brought her lifestyle to your attention rather
abruptly, you did your best to make her feel welcome still, and for
that our community thanks you. It is always encouraging to see such
tolerance from the rest of Chicago.
We live in an age when, regrettably, admitting to a same sex preference
is to submit oneself to perpetual bigotry and discrimination. In the
face of such intolerance, it is invaluable to have a partner to face
the world with. Today, Kerry and Kim have found that partner in each
other, and it is truly inspirational to see these two women overcome
the restraints of society to find happiness together.
May their happiness and love help them overcome all the obstacles in
their path as they begin their life's journey as one.
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End.
Yes, I know it's short and a tad corny. But I like the idea of Kim and
Kerry finally getting back together... they're so perfect for one another.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This was written for speech class, and eventually will be followed up by an actual story about the reunion of Kim and Kerry. Please leave comments :-)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Greetings my friends and family in the Chicago gay and lesbian
community, it's wonderful to see so many of you here today.
And as for the rest of you, I don't know who let you in here,
but since you haven't fled yet I suppose you're entitled to stay.
My dear friend Kerry Weaver has asked me here today to say a few
words in honor of her union to Kim Legaspi. I haven't had the
pleasure of knowing Kerry as long as many of you- in fact, we
met only a few years ago, when Kerry finally ventured forth from
the confines of her ER work to give actual society a try. I spotted
her the first night she came to the Pink Star Bar. She'd fought her
hair into a somewhat relaxed style, but even in the casual clothing
she had scrounged up she had all the tense nervousness of someone
waiting for disaster. She sat alone, apart from the bustle of girls
looking for a wild night on the town, ignoring all else to focus on
the Strawberry Daiquiri she was drinking. It was clear she was just
as out of place as me. We were both professionals more at home in
emergency hospitals and court rooms than in bars dominated by women
half our age.
So, I asked her what her story was. And she told me of a woman
who had entered her life as a friend and left it as much more. They'd
gone out to dinner and Kerry had began to notice things, things she
confessed she had never noticed in a woman before- the casual way she
flipped her hair, the way she smiled as if she and Kerry were the only
two people in the world that mattered.
This, Kerry told me, was the happiest time of her life. She was
comfortable with this woman, content to remain lovers by night,
content with the notion of being more than simply friends. But she was
not yet ready to unmask herself by day, not ready to adopt a lifestyle
that brings with it only isolation and discrimination. And so, when
the time came to take a stand, she let her lover go. It was only
when it seemed to be too late that Kerry realized stigma or no, this
was the life that she wanted.
The lover who almost slipped away from Kerry's life forever was Kim
Legaspi. When fate granted them a second chance and they were reunited,
this time Kerry didn't hesitate. It was clear to me from the night I
first saw them together that Kerry was not going to let Kim slip away
from her again. And now, I am honored to be here to witness the union
of these two lovers, a union that was postponed for too long as we
waited for the government to finally recognize the legality of what
we have always known is a true and lasting affection.
And now, as Kerry and Kim are finally united, I am pleased to see so
many of their coworkers from the ER here with us today. Without your
support, it is unlikely that Kerry could ever have made the choices
that have lead her to this day. When Kerry's short lived relationship
with the paramedic Sandy brought her lifestyle to your attention rather
abruptly, you did your best to make her feel welcome still, and for
that our community thanks you. It is always encouraging to see such
tolerance from the rest of Chicago.
We live in an age when, regrettably, admitting to a same sex preference
is to submit oneself to perpetual bigotry and discrimination. In the
face of such intolerance, it is invaluable to have a partner to face
the world with. Today, Kerry and Kim have found that partner in each
other, and it is truly inspirational to see these two women overcome
the restraints of society to find happiness together.
May their happiness and love help them overcome all the obstacles in
their path as they begin their life's journey as one.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
End.
Yes, I know it's short and a tad corny. But I like the idea of Kim and
Kerry finally getting back together... they're so perfect for one another.