| Meet an AtMP Board Member: Jennifer Gaboury |
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| Sunday, 09 July 2006 | |
I
was a sophomore in college when I realized that I didn't want to marry.
I was having a conversation with a friend who was struggling with how
to tell her mother that she was a lesbian, anticipating her
disappointment that her only daughter would not one day get (legally,
properly) married in a gown and a church. I remember feeling that it
would be wrong to marry when she could not, like sitting at a
segregated lunch counter.
In 2003, my partner Jay and I were committed. We called the ceremony a "commitzvah" - a term we borrowed from our pals Priscilla Yamin and Joe Lowndes. Priscilla is a former board member who introduced me to AtMP. I was thrilled and relieved to discover that I was not alone in my attitudes toward marriage - a sentiment I know I share with many of you. I'd like to see governments get out of the marriage business entirely and let people define intimate relations for themselves with ceremonies and/or private contracts. Until this past year, I worked at Human Rights Watch where I'd been for seven years; before that I was at Madre, a women's human rights group. I went back to grad school a few years ago and am currently working on my dissertation on masculinity and feminism. I'm also putting together a collection of contemporary writers and their thoughts about the state of fatherhood. Jay and I live in New York City's East Village with our cat, Maggie Pie. |
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I
was a sophomore in college when I realized that I didn't want to marry.
I was having a conversation with a friend who was struggling with how
to tell her mother that she was a lesbian, anticipating her
disappointment that her only daughter would not one day get (legally,
properly) married in a gown and a church. I remember feeling that it
would be wrong to marry when she could not, like sitting at a
segregated lunch counter.


