It’s been a long hard work, trying to get back into the swing of teaching. The course we are teaching only lasts for 5 weeks and is at a very low, introductory level (Computer Literacy), but that is where these students are. The program is part of the New Jersey Equal Opportunity Fund, an attempt to rescue students who had fewer opportunities for advancement during their time in high school. Most are from the inner city areas of Jersey.
Last weekend Debbie and I decided to march in the New York Pride Parade for the first time since we moved to the area in 2000. We are, generally speaking, not designed for marching. I marched in both the Dyke March and the Pride Parade in Seattle and in the San Francisco Pride Parade once upon a time, but that was back in the 90s. I was so much younger then; I’m older than that now. Debbie is from Los Angeles originally, but never marched there.
Anyway, we gave it a shot this year in The City. We didn’t make it all the way. Having to stand in the heat and wait for 3 hours before we could start marching took most of the starch out of us.
But I took plenty of pictures. The point of these words is to provide some wrapping for those pictures.