Little Prides over the years

Bogumił Pacak-Gamalski

Canadian Navy in Halifax Pride 2019

Everybody knows, took part in, watched or heard of the big Pride Marches: Montreal, Toronto, Vancouver in Canada; London in England, of course Amsterdam, Berlin, Sydney in Australia, New York with it’s Stonewall history, San Francisco, Warsaw in Poland. At the very beginning, before human rights prevailed, these Prides were simply a protest marches, a call: we are here and we are not going anywhere.

Hard to believe, but even among advanced democracies in the middle of Europe, there are stil protest marches. Case in point is my own city, Warsaw in Poland. Country that still denies the basic citizen’s rights of living in a state-recognized unions, couples of other than heterosexual orientation. Specially the incomprehensibly denial to raise children, to be legal parents as a couple. In 2024. Shame on the coalition of Donald Tusk governing coalition. Specifically the Polish Peasant Party and their disgusting leader Władysław Kosiniak-Kamysz. The same party that still denies Polish women any abortion rights. Again – in 2024! Mr. Kosinaik-Kamysz – there is no longer any peasants in Poland. It is 21 century, not a year 1921. The girls, who live in villages in Poland today are having abortions, too. These girls are not peasants, either. They just need to go across the border to any European neighbor state. And you Mr. Kosiniak live in a fantasy land, together with Polish catholic bishops.

I remember my first Pride March (although I can’t remember if it already was called ‘Pride March’, I don’t thing so – we still had a way to go for many rights). Must have been 1983 or 1984, in Calgary. It started on 7 Avenue Mall by the old City Hall and (at that time) Central Library. We were going to march through the entire most popular and busy Seventh Mall Avenue almost all the way to the next bridge on the 14 Street. To our surprise, there was a Police blocking further access to the Mall Avenue (most popular and always full of people) and redirecting as via Central Street to the Sixth Avenue, not as busy with onlookers and not very prominent (again – at that time).

How things have changed since, unbelievable. The world have changed and people changed. True – there are still homophobes. But that’s OK. Nature is strange. The cockroaches didn’t change over the millenia, either.

Since than I took part in many big truly Pride Marches. As onlooker and as a participant. Almost all (if not all) Vancouver’s wonderful marches. With my husband John, with my Mom, with friends. The last one I took part in was the 2019 huge Parade in Halifax. It was the first time that there was (from my experience, anyway) such a prominent presence of Canadian Armed Forces (specifically the huge contingent of Canadian Navy. I had a very pleasant and long chat with the Commodore of North Atlantic Fleet.) and very visible presence of, I think, all Christian Churches with their priests and deacons. That was very heartwarming.

But apart from the big cities and big Marches there were the little ones: in Surrey, BC (in Holland Park), in New Westminster along the Columbia Avenue. And in so many towns and smaller cities across our vast country. Here are some from Surrey. To the left with me is one of the leading organizer of Pride Day events in New West, Jeremy Perry.

The Holland Park activities in Surrey were more like a big family festyn then traditional March. A tradition was always to have some concert of singers, dancing groups on a big stage in front of the main waterfall. And definitely a good food choices. Atmosphere was just to be happy. Liked them a lot. Below are some pictures from 2014, 15 and 17.