Christmas Bliss
“I’d successfully managed to ride the subway to and from Central Park without getting lost or mugged; I’d window-shopped down Fifth Avenue and eventually found my way to Rockefeller Center to admire the Christmas tree.
I’d even slipped inside St. Patrick’s Cathedral and sat for a few minutes in a pew, admiring the magnificent vaulted ceiling and stained-glass windows. Uncle James, I thought, would love this place. Not long after moving home, James met Jonathan McDowell, a dashing, ten years youn...ger assistant district attorney. To my parent’s astonishment and my own delight, he and John had become a couple only weeks after meeting.
James had given up his collar, and although his church would never recognize or approve his relationship with Jonathan, he still attended mass every Sunday, often picking my parents up at home and ferrying them to Blessed Sacrament Church and then out to lunch afterward at their favorite all-you-can-eat buffet. It was the high point of their week—especially Daddy’s, since I knew it was likely to be the most edible meal of the week.MoreLess
I’d even slipped inside St. Patrick’s Cathedral and sat for a few minutes in a pew, admiring the magnificent vaulted ceiling and stained-glass windows. Uncle James, I thought, would love this place. Not long after moving home, James met Jonathan McDowell, a dashing, ten years youn...ger assistant district attorney. To my parent’s astonishment and my own delight, he and John had become a couple only weeks after meeting.
James had given up his collar, and although his church would never recognize or approve his relationship with Jonathan, he still attended mass every Sunday, often picking my parents up at home and ferrying them to Blessed Sacrament Church and then out to lunch afterward at their favorite all-you-can-eat buffet. It was the high point of their week—especially Daddy’s, since I knew it was likely to be the most edible meal of the week.MoreLess
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