This is the last part of Doris’ memoir of dancing with Times Squares. Click here to read the first part or the second part.
At Christmastime, some of the men dressed in drag. One of
the newer dancers, Mickey Pearl, was dressed up like Minnie Pearl. He looked
just like her, except for the mustache. He had on the little hat with the price
tag hanging down in front. His dress was the typical country ladies dress. The
skirt was black, and the blouse was white cotton, with a round neck bordered
with lace over ample bosoms. Over that was a red and white checkered apron with
a bib front. The shoes were flats with ankle socks. Mickey Pearl was a typical
picture of rural life at its best.
Bob, on the other hand, was dressed very exotically. He had
to. He was the queen. He had on a blond wig, his trade mark, and a gold lame
square dance dress, trimmed with tons of lace. The dress had lots of lace
around the low-cut neckline with puffed sleeves and a tight-fitting bodice
under a tasteful bust line. His square dance crinoline was huge and stuck out
in every direction. You couldn’t get anywhere near him. He had on gold lace
hose and lacy sissy pants He just oozed glamour.
The Gays don’t choose their partner as the straights do. At
a straight dance, the girls sit around and wait for the men to come and ask
them to dance. There are never enough men, so the extra girls do a lot of
sitting. The Gays go one better. When everyone gets up to dance, they just
partner up with whoever is standing.
Adrian and Ron, a couple getting married, were perfect
together. If you could say it, theirs was a marriage made in Heaven. They were
totally devoted to each other. It was a jot to see. They only just me at the
beginner’s class the year prior but to look at them you’d think they had been
together for years.
When I first met them, Adrian had been crocheting a wedding
dress for himself. They had decided by then that they would get married. In
light of that I told Adrian it would take him years to finish the dress. He had
been crocheting it with small needles and using very find thread. I could
recognize that such fine work would take a long time, and near the time of the
wedding, I teased him “Why aren’t you crocheting anymore? I thought you were
getting on with it.”
“I decided to buy a dress,” he responded. “I could see I was
never going to finish it in time.”
As soon as Adrian had decided to play the woman’s part, he
bought himself a pair of red square dance shoes. Right after he would get to
the dance, he would change his shoes and dance in high heels. To me, heels were
a pain in the neck, or a pain in the feet!
Ron told me that they had decided to get married in their
church in the spring. He wanted to make sure that I would come. Finally, spring
arrived, and I went to Adrian and Ron’s gay wedding. They had prepared for it
properly at the church my mailing out invitations.
The church is The Metropolitan Community Church of new York,
a church of the Lesbian and Gay Community. They were in the process of cleaning
it up and refurbishing it. You could see where they had finished and where they
had not. Everyone sat o folding chairs.
During the ceremony, the couple exchanged rings and kissed
and were declared married. After that they cleared away all the chairs, square
danced, drank punch and ate cake. It was a very ice wedding. Adrian wore a
dress, but all the other participants wore trousers. It was all very tasteful.
All went off very smoothly.
After the wedding, a group of us dancers went over to SAGE
and rehearsed our convention exhibition dance before a live audience. SAGE is a
senior group of lesbians and gays who get together once in a while. The SAGE
members thought the performance was very good. It is to be performed at the New
York Square Dance Convention. I was in love with new York and square dancing
and would have done anything to help them.