As some of my new readers, or some of my regulars who may never heard this story are in for it. I really should post some of my antics from back in my very young gayling days in Harrisburg. We were quite the large group of friends. There was our core group of close friends, and then the extended friends that each of us had. So when there was a party, it was generally a rip roar of a good time. Just picture the party scene in Holly Golightly's apartment, and you'll catch my drift. They were quite something. Now May 1st not only signals the real beginning of May and spring, but also has other meaning and memory for me. You see when I and the rest of the group came out, we had a den mother of sorts. She sort of took us under her wing and eventually became the matriarch of us gay boys. She was a divorced lady, older, with two gay kids of her own. Since we all loved the movie Auntie Mame, we officially named her Mother Burnside.. our premiere Faghag Mother! And the WHOLE TOWN knew who she was. Her and I were of particular trouble. We were out Thursday night for karaoke, Friday and Saturdays for club nights, Sundays for drag shows, Mondays for after work drinks and then took off Tuesday and Wednesday nights. Her palce was where I would always get ready in drag. Ahhhh the memories. Unfortunately, I'm sad to say we lost Mother Burnside back in January to the shock of everyone. Well, one year, the group decided to make the First of May party. Of course Mother Burnside had a little ditty from years ago she had heard. Knowing we couldn't pack hundreds of people in for the party, we decided the whole town should enjoy the day of May anyway. So she and I came up with this little flyer..........
It's the First of May,
Outdoor Screwing Begins Today!
After mass producing several hundred copies, we went out one Thursday evening after our cock-a-tails and we stuck one on literally every car windshield we came in contact with. They were the talk of town!!!!! We played dumb and never did own up to it till years later. A good friend of mine got one before I knew him, and just recently he brought that up, and I almost fell off my chair...after all these years, so I told him all about it. He replied "Why am I NOT surprised you had something to do with that." N
Ahhhhhhhh, Good Times! I have more fascinating tales than that too, just you wait!
This one is for you Mother Burnside