small town life in a blue state
making everything legal
. Bruce and I have been together now for over 12 years, and we ain't getting any younger. And since October 1st, it's been legal in Connecticut to Civil Union
one another. This is almost, but not quite nearly like actually getting married, which people think we are already anyway. But to tell the truth [I know this'll make some of you blush but...] given that people think
we're married when we're not, could mean that we are actually, living in SIN!
. Wouldn't want that now would we?
And there's another point, namely, depending on when we made the filing, we could make local history for being the first in town. Leastwise that's what we hoped.
But there was another thing on my mind. You see, the other day I discovered I lost the printed copy of my hunting license, not a good thing to do in late October right in the middle of deer
season. So I went down to town offices and asked about if they had a record of when I bought it and sure enough the did.
On the computer. Got it early February 2005. But to get a new paper copy replacement I had to file that I'd lost the copy. This gets sent to Hartford and they issue me a new one. The whole process takes, oh, a week to ten days. It would cost about ten bucks [pardon the pun]. Or... I could just go ahead and buy a new one for $14. And that difference would be worth about three quarters of a gallon of gas, and I need that to split my firewood with the mechanical splitter. Have to think about this. But not for long.
So, just after work last Tuesday last week, Bruce and I met up at the town offices to make the momentus decision. We walked in, sidled up to the Town Clerk's desk whereupon I said, "Give me a new hunting license and a Civil Union
And just like that we made history. Not cuz we were the first to file. We weren't. There were two lesbian couples before us, but we was the first two guys. It was for the style
of our request. The first gay redneck wedding in town.