NYC in the 1950s:
“And the toilets in the subways — in those days if you traveled, say, 14th Street to 59th Street, you had to make at least three stops on the way, to check out every toilet.
“And there was always gay activity going on in the toilets. And I think it cost a nickel to get in in those days.”
[quote]Mr. Leedom walks with an aluminum cane since he broke his hip a couple years ago in a fall in their bedroom.
That's what he says.
They're an affront to my marriage!
[quote] " an affair with one of the last century’s greatest musicians..."
No, Vladimir Horowtiz.
Whoops! Didn't read far enough. And I didn't know Horowitz was gay.
Sweet and sad at the same time -- the writer points out that, unlike most of the other residents of the senior living complex, the men have no children or grandchildren to visit them. And in three years, they haven't formed a single close friendship with another resident. Aging's a bitch for everybody, but perhaps especially so for gays.
The most interesting thing about them is the Chelsea townhouse they purchased back in the day for $150k...
And sold for 4 million dollars.
Why exactly are they living in this crap senior center?
And that was Sexville.
You also don't know what the "real" personalities of these men are like. The author makes them out to seem like they are just sweet old guys. I wonder if they might be a bit imperious, pretentious or even rude to others. The story revealed that they speak rather "formally?" "Shall we forego dessert?" Who talks like that? I'll tell you who. Old queens from another time who had to form an external veneer, of a sort, in order to survive. Some old gay men (and many are simply lovely) are just obnoxious cunts who aren't worth the time. I have great compassion for their challenges with aging but none for their preening, entitled air.
This couple's longevity is lovely, per se, but the fact that they have made no close friends might be their own doing.
And that 4 mil they made on the sale of their townhouse? Do you know what assisted living COSTS these days?
A lovely tribute to two gay seniors, but like so much of the Times these days, the article simply rambled on and on. It was fun to skim, but torture to read every word, every sentence. No wonder the Times is on its last legs. Brevity, please, especially for the ones already dumbed down.
I felt better for being single after reading that. Thanks, NYT!
R13, me too! Especially the part where the one dude threw his plate on the floor and shoved dished off the table? Yeah, that would happen like ONCE and his ass would have been gone. The things some people will put up with just to STAY TOGETHER. Yeah, accept abuse under the guise of "true love." Eye roll.
[quote]Old queens from another time who had to form an external veneer, of a sort, in order to survive.
Young queens adopt the grand manner as a protective shell as well.
R14, read the article again.
[quote]I don’t even think my mother and father knew we were gay. They just knew we were close friends.
I admire them but that line makes me sad.
R16, I read it. All that "he could be so sweet, too" stuff. Acts of contritition don't excuse that behavior.
BITTER sweet story, more like.
[quote“We had a wonderful life together,” Mr. Leedom said, before adding, after a few questions: “He was a difficult man, to say the least. He had an anger in him that was unbelievable. The number of meals I’ve had thrown on the floor or in my lap. He’d pick up the tablecloth and just pull it off the table, and all the food would go flying. He had tantrums, a lot. But then he was calm and sweet. Very sweet, very lovable. And he really adored me.”
I thought Leedom was talking about his relationship with Horowitz in that passage, R20. Or was that Cott? I'm confused now.
Yes, I read that as a description of Horowitz, though the Times could have made it clearer.
[quote]And the toilets in the subways — in those days if you traveled, say, 14th Street to 59th Street, you had to make at least three stops on the way, to check out every toilet.
This is why they hate us.
Bananen groeien noit alleen!
What are we never doing alone with bananas?
[quote]Especially the part where the one dude threw his plate on the floor and shoved dished off the table?
R14, dear, the "one dude" was Vladimir Horowitz, not the partner of 58 years.
Then Horowitz was a HORRORwitz.
So, how do we take care of our elders now?
Jesus jumped-up CHrist on a cross: am I the ONLY person reading this who was not remotely surprised that Horowitz was temperamental?? Most great artists probably are - hello???
(Agree that the Times could have made it clearer but come ON people: reading comprehension!)
I thought it was a lovely article; I wouldn't mind seeing a Lifetime movie about it! Or any cable station
The movie could be called "Sexville" or "Three Stops to Paradise".
The movie would probably be shorter than the article itself, and therefore more effective and moving!
The article is sweet, but longer than the first act of Parsifal and not nearly as funny.
Where's the "they look like twins" troll to tell us how you can distinguish one from the other?
“Across the crowded room I saw the back of his head, and I thought, that looks kind of cute,” Mr. Leedom said. “He turned around and I said, yes, very cute. Love at first sight.”
And what did Mr. Cott think on that first glimpse?
“I’m going to bed him,” he remembered, smiling wickedly. Then he paused. “And I did.” Another pause. “And I still do.”
[quote]Bananen groeien noit alleen!
Bananen groeien nooit alleen