Forgive me, Father, for I have served a look
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Forgive me, Father, for I have served a look
"Limb placement is a lowkey suggestion in a ballgown - and what better place to test minor acrobatic miracles than at Grace Cathedral? It was the annual Carnivale gala, otherwise known as San Francisco's most glamorous reason to get drunk in a church. I sat for dinner on March 4th among a cohort that felt immediately familiar; Not in the we grew up together way, but in the we survived another year in journalism way."
"I also met Rev. Miguel Bustos, a gay Archdeacon who told me Grace Cathedral held funerals in the AIDS crisis when other churches turned them away. It turns out they held up to 35 funerals a week - a week. This shares a sentiment I anecdotally remember hearing about the Black and LGBTQ+ communities and San Francisco in 1980s and 90s: When few others would help, we found each other."
Carnivale took place at Grace Cathedral on March 4 as a glamorous fundraising gala where attendees engaged in photobooth antics and inventive formalwear maneuvers. Journalists and media professionals socialized, sharing gossip, career experiences, and strategies for covering affluent subjects without repercussions. The event fostered genuine connection across spiritual backgrounds and encouraged lingering conversation after the music stopped. A group of women organized an impromptu media summit. Rev. Miguel Bustos recounted that Grace Cathedral held up to 35 funerals per week during the AIDS crisis when other churches turned people away. The evening emphasized community, inclusivity, and communal meals.
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