The day of the Supreme Court’s now-well-known decision in Obergefell v. Hodges coincided with a trip my wife and I took to Montana to visit family. So the majority of it was spent chatting about the case, the decision itself, and the various ramifications that may or may not come as a result.
I’ll admit that I was “on the cliff”, ready to call time-of-death for America and prepare for the impending public persecutions. I wasn’t surprised at the ruling, but boy was I afraid of the havoc it could wreak on the lives of its dissenters.
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