With all the other upsetting things going on in the world at the moment, I almost forgot what day it is today.

About a year ago, I ordered a copy of The Laramie Project: Ten Years Later. I had kind of a half-baked notion of getting the band back together, so to speak; reuniting our cast to do something similar yet different ( Read more... )

It has been fifteen years since Matthew Shepard was killed.

It has been ten and a half years since we did The Laramie ProjectI don't know which fact is more surreal ( Read more... )

When I started medical transcription training, I got out of the habit of borrowing DVDs from the library, so the backlog of movies I want to see has been getting bigger and bigger. So lately I've been trying to get back into the library-DVD habit. Here's some what I've been watching lately, with some comments:

( Don't click if you don't want to know who killed Harvey Milk )

Today is the twelfth anniversary of Matthew Shepard's death, and so on this occasion, I would like to share some of the words of Father Roger Schmit from The Laramie Project:
I think right now our most important teachers must be Russell Henderson and Aaron McKinney. They have to be our teachers. How did you learn? What did we as a society do to ( Read more... )

I didn't know what I wanted to say today. Everything I would like to say has already been said, and much better than I could say it. So I would just like to say thanks.

Thank you, Matthew.
Thank you, Judy and Dennis.
Thank you, Father Roger Schmit.
Thank you, Moises Kaufman.

I don't know about April being the cruelest month (I'd be more inclined to pick October or November) but April 4th is certainly a momentous date: it's the date Dr. King was killed and the date Heath Ledger was born (though not the same year, obviously). It's technically not Palm Sunday this year, but it's Palm Sunday for me because my choir sang ( Read more... )

Today is the ten-year anniversary of Matthew Shepard's death. Matthew's beating and death have had a significant impact on my life, and so I always try to commemorate the last week of his life. Today I lit a candle, as I have done every day this week in Matthew's honor, and I said the Rosary, invoking the Sorrowful Mysteries, which recount the ( Read more... )

When I first heard that he'd passed away, after the shock wore off and the grieving set in, my thought was "When does the hurting stop?" I'd experienced grief before, of course, but never grief quite like that. I had lost people that I care about before, but only after prolonged illness, in which case there's always an element of relief that the ( Read more... )

I'm still grieving over Heath Ledger's death. As I've been working through my grief over the last couple of days, I couldn't help thinking about when Brokeback Mountain came out and people were making all those jokes about it and parodies of it; many in questionable taste and some in undeniably poor taste. As I remembered that time I thought to ( Read more... )

As some of you will remember, this week marks a tragic anniversary. Sunday marked the nine-year anniversary of Matthew Shepard's brutal beating, and Friday will mark the nine-year anniversary of his death ( Read more... )