Thank You

Cotton Candy in the Rain

My dad and Richard took me to the fair.  Dad was helping collect signatures in support of marriage equality. He had to sit at a table for an hour, so Richard and I walked around without him. We saw the world’s biggest cow, and watched a really smart sheepdog herd some pure black sheep. Then it started to rain, so we got cotton candy. It’s fun to watch them make it. Little sugar threads spin round and round and it looks like nothing, but  suddenly you have a sugar mountain on a stick. The only problem is, rain kind of makes cotton candy wilt (but it still tastes good). When we got back to Dad, he and the other volunteer had collected sixty-one signatures already. I wish everybody would sign, but some people just walk by and don’t even want to think about it. That makes me sad. Then it stopped raining and a new volunteer came, and Richard and Dad and I rode the Ferris wheel. “You can see all the way into next year from up here,” joked my dad. “Is there marriage equality there?” asked Richard. “YES!”I yelled, and I sure hope so.

Dad and Richard are in LOVE

My dad and Richard are in love. I can tell because they kiss sometimes. My dad says that in some states, he and Richard could get married. For now in Maine, they can’t. I don’t know why not. They have a home, a bird, and me (some of the time). It’s just like any old house, but with more opera.