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So we went to this adorable little town called Silverton that I used to haunt as a teen to meet my bio dad, and on the way out we stopped for gas. The attendant that pumped our gas (yep, Oregon is one of two states in the USA that still has other people pump your gas for you) was a sweet spirited guy named Michael. He asked about our window paint and I asked him if he might tell us his definition of love.
"That’s a tough question," he proclaimed.
Finally he said, “I guess I’m not really sure. But man, woman, whether you are a man or woman it doesn’t matter. Love is love.”
Then he grinned and added. “Gay marriage is legal here in Oregon now, you know!”
We yelled, “We know!” And I added, “Isn’t it awesome?”
Then we air fived/crazy waved or something that sparkled and drove off into the rainbows while he went to help the next customer.