Last Sunday I found myself at Pride with one of my close friends. To say it was a rush would be an understatement – the crowd’s singular joy at being part of a group that, despite diversity in appearance and identity has something in common: the love and support of GSM (gender and sexual minorities) folks in Boston. Some people were there because they had friends who are queer, some people came because they themselves are queer, and some came because they support the cause because they believe in equality. No matter the reasons for anyone going, their happiness on that day was contagious.

Some more memorable moments of the day included the rising cheer of the crowd when two women holding a “Just Married” sign walked by, hand in hand. Also, a crowd of people dressed as pirates – why not? It’s Pride!

Elizabeth Warren, a personal hero of mine, was also there with a crowd of people chanting her name. Like many of the politicians there that day, she decided that rather than ride in a car or on the top of a float, she would walk to show her support. (Because she’s about 600x cooler than anyone else, she cheered and shouted with the rest of us!)

Confetti poured out of one truck like wonderful rain. Guys on top of the back of a pickup emptied buckets of colorful papers to flutter in the wind. Long after the parade was finished, it stayed on the streets.

I’ll leave you with one final picture – one that, really, could only happen at Pride.

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