Perhaps it was the time between the fire and our arrival, or excitement about seeing his kids, but Kurt was actually doing quite well when we arrived. For him, it was time to move on. The community he lived in had rallied, and there was model home they're letting him have for the insurance money; in this case, a poor economy isn't hurting the situation.The new place is beautiful, almost completely furnished, and the only thing he'll need to work on is the garden. So with the help of Steve's cousins we took some pavers from the old yard, some wood rails, and moved them over to the new house; this week Kurt will come back and dig up the plans that escaped the fire, then slowly begin moving into his new place. I expect that in a couple months he'll be settled in and back to normal, just in time for our wedding.
The outpouring of love and help from total strangers was astounding. I won't get into specifics because it's tacky, but people Steve works with and who don't even know Kurt were stunning in their generosity, as were many of our friends and acquaintances. Thanks to all-- I can't even express how thankful Steve and I are to you.
As for the rest of the trip, the weather was fantastic and we spent time hanging out with family in the day, while visiting gay bars at night. Because let's be honest: we LOVE exploring the local gay scenes when out of town. We also love drinking. It's a perfect pairing. At some point I'll have to write about the bars in Royal Oak, Ferndale and Detroit-- kind of old school insane for two guys from LA where everyone seems to be fine with the man-on-man life. But inside? They know how to let loose. It's kind of genius.
Oh, and we also hung out with Aunt Barbara's cats. Cool critters.
With the wedding we probably won't be back out in Detroit this year, but Kurt will travel to LA in September.
The rest of this week is focused on getting my trapeze showcase down. Rehearsed last night, and will do it tonight and tomorrow. I need to buy a unitard. Don't laugh.
More tomorrow.
3 comments:
make sure you get a dancers belt to hold your junk in place-unitards are unforgiving-just look at my Batgirl pics!!
David said it.... just remember Shazam Isis power hour. Been there done that.
Be prepared this time.
*smooches
When our friends lost their house in a fire in May, I was amazed at the generosity of strangers. While watching their place burn down, people were walking up to them and handing them gift cards to local stores. We had a fundraiser and again were blown away by what people had to give. Even more so by people who didn't have much to give, but gave anyway. It's an amazing testament to the power of the human spirit. Compassion is alive and well. I'm so happy that he's been able to bounce back so quickly.
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