It’s PRIDE month and the 50th anniversary of the post-Stonewall march. Here’s a must-see video.

I know a thing or two about LGBTQ marches and parades—I joined my first one in Greenwich Village five decades ago. Five years ago, I wrote about it on this blog in a post I called: Not the best question to ask a gay guy: “So what does your wife do?”

The other day, I was amazed to discover—by way of an email from the Library of Congress—some original film footage of one of the earliest Gay Pride demonstration marches held in the United States, the first Christopher Street Liberation Day Parade. On June 28, 1970, activists, allies, supporters, and others took the streets to mark and protest the first anniversary of the Stonewall Riots.

The footage (posted here with permission, Library of Congress) brings back a flood of memories—some good, some not-so-good. It also reminds me that there remains much work to be done, and that has never been more apparent than it is today.

Here’s my memory of that first Gay Pride March.

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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