Old Lesbians -

Not “elderly LGBTQ+ individuals.” Not “senior members of the queer community.” Let’s say the words with the same strength they’ve always had: old lesbians. Before marriage equality. Before “love is love” was a hashtag. Before your local coffee shop put up a Pride flag in June—there were old lesbians. They ran the switchboards. They typed and mimeographed newsletters by hand. They bought the houses in “dangerous” neighborhoods because no one else would sell to them. They nursed each other through the AIDS crisis when the rest of the world looked away. They organized potlucks, softball leagues, and blood drives in equal measure.

There’s a photo I keep coming back to. It’s from the 1979 National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay Rights. In the foreground, a woman with silver-streaked hair and a denim jacket stands holding a hand-painted sign that reads: “Old Lesbians: We Are Everywhere.” old lesbians

Here’s a blog post written with warmth, respect, and a touch of humor—honoring the resilience, visibility, and wisdom of older lesbians. In Plain Sight: Celebrating the Power, Wisdom, and Resilience of Old Lesbians Not “elderly LGBTQ+ individuals

Let’s talk about old lesbians.