As pride month comes a close, I wanted to share one of the more inspiring, enlightening, entertaining nonfiction books l've had the pleasure of reading lately. It's no secret that the American south has a complicated, painful history. Living in Charleston, SC is a gift for many reasons, not the least of which (aside from the food and arts scene) is the history at every turn. This book was a stunning history of an oft overlooked population in the history of Charleston: the LGBTQ community. It's an extensive storyline, extending from the intersex natives of the 1500s to the sailors of the 1800s; the gay speakeasies of the 1930s, to the cruising of the 1960s, to the first pride parade in the 2010s. I found myself so caught up in the history, and so impressed with the level of detail and commitment to LGBTQ history that Greene was able to weave into this story.
Most notably for me, I was reminded that there have always been bigoted, hateful people in this world. While this is, without a doubt, incredibly sad, it's also somehow a beacon of hope for me. In the moments lately where this country feels shockingly callous and far too comfortable in its proclamations of prejudice, I am reassured that we have seen this before. And in the end, things like love, joy, and acceptance break through the ugliness and create beauty again. So stay hopeful and warmhearted, my friends. Good will prevail again.