“It has been said that sharing personal stories is one of the
most effective ways to change people's hearts and minds”. Shane
Bitney Crone
Although it may seem like my life is pretty much an open book this is probably one of the most personal stories I have ever shared in an open
forum.
Enter with an open mind and an open heart.
This is my story. And I’m sticking to it J.
Charles
My partner
Joseph and I recently took a quick trip to New York. We
have been working hard over the past several months so I decided to treat us to
a few days of vacation in the Big Apple. In truth, I’d actually had the whole
trip planned for several weeks and I sprung it on Joseph at the end of a meeting
in Palm Springs. I think he was
genuinely pleased with the gesture – it’s often hard to tell with him J. But we had a wonderful time together.
We did the usual touristy
stuff – a Broadway show (we saw “Mamma Mia!”), went on a tour of the NBC
Studios, had dinner at Tao, etc. Lucky for us, we also happened to be in New
York during the Tribeca Film Festival and I was able to snag a pair of tickets
for a screening of “Bridegroom”, a powerful documentary that has become a part
of my journey.
Before I go further I’d
like to back up a few years to where I believe my journey actually began, on a
flight Joseph and I were on from Washington, D.C to Chicago.
It was a Sunday and we had
stayed over for the weekend after a conference. Our upgrades had come through
and we were comfortably seated in the first row of first class.
About a half hour or so
into the flight the purser came to our seats and said she wanted to introduce
us to someone she knew who was seated nearby. That “someone” was a retired
flight attendant named Alice Hoagland. If her name isn’t familiar to you
perhaps the name of her son, Mark Bingham, is.
Mark is one of the heroes
credited with commandeering United flight 93 on September 11, 2001 and bringing
it down into a field in Shanksville, Pennsylvania rather than what was likely
its intended target, the United States Capitol. It just so happens that Mark
was also gay.
His heroism, along with
his athleticism and masculinity, served to debunk gay stereotypes for many
Americans. Alice had been in attendance at the Human Rights Campaign dinner and had accepted an
award on her son’s behalf. We instantly connected.
I was deeply touched by
her story. We shared some laughs, some tears, a hug or two, and exchanged
contact information. We kept in touch for a few years via e-mail but eventually
lost contact.
In early May, 2012 a video
entitled “It Could Happen To You” went viral on the Internet. It is the true
story of a young man’s tragic, accidental and untimely death and all that his
partner went through in the aftermath.
Somehow it didn’t make its way to me
until May 27th. I shared it on Facebook, commented, cried and then got
so busy with my own life once again that I didn’t think about it much for a
while.
On July 22nd I
received a very interesting Facebook message from the daughter of a high school
friend. In her own words:
“I came out to myself when
I was 13, but I only came out to my mom two and a half years ago, when I was
15. The road since then has been a long and bumpy one but it has been a journey
that I'm glad I have been given the opportunity to embark on.
As we were talking it out
that first day your name came up. She said her best friend had a gay brother
and that he was one of the kindest and most successful men she had ever known.
It still took her a while to become okay with me being gay but I feel like if
she hadn't known you, she would still be holding back to this day.
My dad still does not
know, nor does most of my family, but I guess I'll just have to cross that
bridge when I get there. I believe you helped me through a situation that I
might not have been able to get through on my own, and for that, I just wanted
to say thank you”.
I felt gratified that my
story had somehow touched and helped another person, without me even knowing.
Once again, I responded back, we kept in touch, and yet again I got busy with
my own “stuff”.
In February of this year I
received an e-mail from my youngest sister. Again, in her own words:
“Remember my friend whose
house I got married in? Well...she has a 14 year old son who is gay – just
coming to terms with it in the past 6 – 8 months. Such a different time now.
Youth are so much more tolerant today thank God! Anyway...u should friend her.
Love you...”
I was touched by the story
of her son’s coming out to her, a story of acceptance, love and social
progress. So I sent her a friend request, we started “liking” one another’s
posts and finally started communicating directly around the end of March.
If you’ve read this far
you’re likely thinking “if it was a snake it would’ve bit him”. And you’re right. These stories were changing
something in me, affecting me, calling me to action. All the signs were there
but for some reason I wasn’t seeing them.
That
was true until about a month ago.
In the
wake of the US Supreme Court’s hearings on Marriage Equality Facebook became an
endless sea of red and white “equal” signs in varying shapes and sizes. I could
see it all around me. Activism was alive and well and gaining momentum!
At
about the same time I started seeing posts announcing that “Bridegroom”,
referenced above, would premier at Tribeca. It’s a documentary based on “It
Could Happen To You”, that first story which touched me so deeply.
I knew
I that Joseph and I had to be there. As I started to put together the pieces of
the puzzle, all of the stories felt like signs that had been slapping me in the
face to help, to try, to DO SOMETHING!
On
April 9th I sent a message to a group of my Facebook friends. I
announced that, although I have never considered myself an activist in any way,
I felt called to work on a project related to both my business and personal
lives that supports the LGBT community. I admitted to being both excited and a
little frightened. I asked anyone interested in joining me to email me and let
me know.
Almost immediately after I hit “send” my inbox
began filling up with messages from all corners of my life. Gay, straight,
young, old, male, female – you name it, all with messages of support. Overwhelming
doesn’t even begin to describe my reaction.
I wasn’t connected with Alice Hoagland on
Facebook, but I was able to reconnect with her via email. I cut and pasted the
message into an email and sent it off. Within about 15 minutes Alice sent me a
message back indicating that she was “in” as well.
And that, my friends, was the moment I became
an “accidental activist”.
I am still amazed at how much my perception of
my life and purpose had changed by the time Joseph and I made our way to New
York to see “Bridegroom”. We were first
in line so we got our pick of seats. Once the movie started my eyes were glued
to the screen and the next 70 minutes flew by.
After the film we were privileged to
participate in a Q&A with Linda Bloodworth-Thomason, the director and
producer of “Bridegroom”.
In an unexpected surprise Linda announced that
Shane Bitney Crone, the partner of Tom Bridegroom and the subject of the film,
was also in attendance, sitting just a few rows in front of us. At that moment I
realized that his story had so profoundly affected me I drew in a quick breath
and I am absolutely certain that my heart stopped for a second or two.
At the end of the Q&A Joseph and I stood
in line to speak personally with Shane.
If I could find any one word to use to
describe Shane it would be “normal”. The fact that he had the courage to share
his story has and will continue to change countless hearts and minds. But he’s
just a regular guy. We chatted for a bit, exchanged handshakes and hugs, then Joseph
and I left the theater and walked back towards Midtown and our hotel.
The
next morning I reached out to Shane via Facebook message to let him know how
profoundly his story had affected me. “You've touched my life in a way I don't
completely understand and your story has awakened something in me I didn't know
was there. For that I will remain forever grateful to you and Tom.” To my
surprise, exactly 11 minutes later I received a message back from Shane
thanking me for my support and kind words.
So here’s what you’ve
all been waiting for – why am I telling you this?
I’m part of a group
that is in the early stages of forming a social media based, not-for- profit
organization that will use the power of story-telling to benefit the LGBT
community. By providing support and a forum to those who have the courage to
share their stories we believe that we can change hearts and minds about
crucial LGBT issues and inspire people to activism, advocacy, and support for a
broad range of issues – be they political policy or real-world needs-based
initiatives.
This
project is still in the early stages but I can guarantee you it’s going to
happen.
If
you’ve read this far and you haven’t seen it before here is Shane’s original
YouTube video:
I think you will
agree that stories well-told are pretty powerful stuff.
We have a long and
complex journey ahead of us. With the help of each of you, and all the folks
I’ve referenced above, I have no doubt we can accomplish anything we set out to
do and more.
I am grateful for the
outpouring of encouragement I have received from so many people I have shared
my story with thus far.
I wanted to give you
an update on our progress and to let you know that I am more committed,
excited, and dedicated to effecting change than ever before.
What very recently
seemed like a dream to me will no doubt become a reality with the help of you
all.
I’ll keep you posted
as our project progresses, so stay tuned!
Best Wishes, Charles
A Calling: a strong inner impulse toward a particular course of action especially when accompanied by conviction of divine influence. I am so proud of you, and acknowledge your courage, passion and commitment to boldly step up and to respond to your calling. Trust that you are not alone in your journey, and that you have so many others who are there to remind you of who you are and what matters as you traverse the road ahead. Trust that the right words and actions will come when needed. Trust that you have and are changing and opening up life for others, and that the difference made will be lasting. Love you, my friend.
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ReplyDeleteI don't know how I missed seeing this, Charles, nor how you had escaped activism with me in your life! This is a wonderful and moving account. It makes me even happier to know you and be your friend.
ReplyDeleteIt's been lonely out here being an activist - a "straight but not harrow" one - in fight for LGBT rights. Do you know the first dinner I did for HRC(then F) was in '85? That I had to deal w/ a Boston hotel that didn't want to do a dinner because "there would be men dancing with men"? That, for the Natl. AIDS Network, I had to help hotels, in the '80s and '90s, understand that their staff would not contract AIDS by having the group in the hotel? That for NLGJA, years later, it wasn't much different?
Your reasons are pretty personal; my reasons are about humanity, compassion and acceptance. We have to change the world and your words and you and Joseph being activists will help.
I love you and thank you,
Joanie
Thank you Joanie - feelin' the love :-)
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