Last week my husband & I were sitting within view of a sidewalk in Wilton Manors, Florida. My nose was in my iPad as usual, and he was talking with friends. But he was also watching the pedestrians passing by.
And he kept nudging me - "Bob! Look at them! Aren't they adorable?" Every time a gay couple walked past holding hands, even with arms interlocked. In Wilton Manors that's a fairly common sight. One of the advantages of living in this affluent "gay ghetto" as some on RJ disparage it.
He's older than me, and out since his early teens, back when I was just born. So you might question: hasn't he seen gay PDAs before?
But for him that's just the point. When he came out such public behavior was a chargeable offense, the police would arrest you. And he marvels, and loves, the changes since then. And I in turn love to see him so delighted at gay couples able to openly hold hands and lock arms.
And so I'll sometimes hold hands on the sidewalk with him, although I'm not normally a hands-holding, touchy-feely kind of guy, with anybody. And I'll give him a kiss on the sidewalk, too.
Because I know what a thrill that is for him. His late partner was, according to him, even more reserved than I am, so he never got that treatment from him 20 years ago, nor really could yet.
Guys, if you live where you can give your man some kind of PDA, do consider it. Costs you nothing, but can be priceless to him.