Question: What do you give the man who has everything?
Answer: Shrug your shoulders, do your best, and trust that it will be enough.
Gerry is the man who has everything - well, close enough; he has me. Gerry and I met in June of 1983 and have been "married" (though not in the eyes of the law) since September of that year when I said "will you" and he said "yes." (Just after another of those bridge games, appropriately.)
We met at a gay bridge club which at that time was located in Burbank, California. He arrived without a partner and so did I. As the last two players without partners, we were stuck with each other. History wove many a tale after that fateful night, but too much for a web page.
It's enough to say that Gerry is my reason for getting up in the morning. I should know - it used be that I wouldn't get up in the morning, but instead, would sleep for 24 hours waking up with a crashing headache and an emptiness that only a single-guy-who-didn't-want-to-be could know. Now, that happens only when he is out of town on business. Having a cat is nice, but she doesn't appreciate my strange sense of humor like Gerry does.
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Last updated 4-29-2005