When this little straight girl was asked to help out at last month’s Austin Pride Festival, I was honored and excited to do something positive for people — people who I have watched struggle unnecessarily in this world, some of whom I know and love dearly.
I had no idea what to expect. I pictured a wild and flamboyant gala where people could be themselves, let loose and celebrate the freedoms they fought to protect, and those they aspired to secure. I fantasized it would be like when I turned 21 and went out to celebrate my new freedom. I was ready for anything.
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Rachelle Rudd Abelow is from San Antonio, where she has been a successful paralegal for the Law Offices of Tom Hall for 23 years, and an annoying mother to Julia, Samantha and Maya for many years, as well. She is the non-award winning author of “When I’m Sixty Four” which can be found at rachellethefirst.blogspot.com.
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