This was the scene this morning at the Civic Center in Laguna Hills when the first licenses were issued for same sex marriages. We feared protesters but there were none - all the crazies must have gone to Santa Ana.
The sun-drenched courtyard was filled with supporters with roses and good wishes, tearful, happy family and friends and newlyweds, one after another, young and old.
Rebel Girl and her little guy just stopped by to lend their support - only to discover - surprise, surprise - two people they knew poised to take the plunge.
Rebel Girl always cries at weddings. Today was no exception.
late afternoon update: Over thirty couples were wed. Rebel Girl was in good company in the courtyard with members of a local Unitarian Univeralist Church; together they formed a welcoming party. The rainbow flag stuck in the planter was a friendly signal. Some people were clearly apprehensive at what might await them.
A lone woman walked up shortly after noon and asked how it had been going. Fine, fine, they replied. "I mean," she said, "about the other side. Have they been here?" She was reassured that it had been peaceful. She returned a couple hours later and got married, posing with her spouse afterward, seated on the planter next to the flag. They'd been together for years, she said. Had a son who was 22.
That's what was heard all day. The chorus of years: 45. 30. 7. 13. 10.
Never thought I'd live to see the day said one man.