Hi, Guys...
Newbie here... refugee from Imdb. I found this post over there today and I'd like to share it with you. I apologize it it's already been done or if this is the wrong place.
NOTE: this is NOT about me. If's from an anonymous poster on IMdB who hasn't been back since these posts.
" by - ilovefishing99 27 minutes ago (Fri May 12 2006 18:20:17 )
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My wife of 35 years rented "Brokeback Mountain" the other day. It was something we had a hard time watching. There is so much I want to say right now, but I am not sure how to put it into words, so first, I apologize if this seems to long.
I have recently new to this site, and spend a lot of time reading posts, but have never thought of saying anything. You can say I am not much for words, but i enjoy reading what people have to say about films, and tv shows.
I am a farner in West Michigan, and work in a factory, we are middle class people. not a lot of money, but I always thought we were the perfect family. We had 2 children a boy and girl (not even a year apart). Our son woul of been 35 this year....
1993 our son told us he was gay, we kicked him out of the house and stopped talking to him. We returned fathers/mothers day cards to him, Christmas cards...all "return to sender". We rejected him. Over the years we slowly began talking to him, but only a few times a year. I remember thinking what I did, and my wife had the same thoughts. We still "don't understand it" but a few years ago we both thought, "We are getting older" and we didn't want to die without knowing our son. I am glad for those couple years. I admit it was hard for me, and I admit I turned him away, and I said some terrible things about the homosexual community without ever trying to understand them. My son was a man, he never appeared the way gay people did on telelvsion or in movies. Whn I saw this film, i saw my son. Him and his partner Mike were like 2 best friends. I enjoyed going to their house and drinking beer and laughing. I love strawberrys, I grow them and had brought over bushes for Kyle and Mike to plant. Of course Kyle didn't inherit my green thumb so he asked Mike to plant them.
My wife and my health were going down himm...mainly becasue of our ignorance. When we started to form our bond with our son, we felt better. We were Catholic and our Priest was the most significant person to help us come closer to our son. Mike reminded me of that Ennis character, and my son Kyle, I laugh now with tears in my eyes because "Jack" is my son....(a spitting image of his mother)...Always nag nag nag (I can laugh at that right?) My wife is a wonderful woman but she does push....maybe thats what keeps me going. Especially now. The last year has been unlike anything you can imagine...
Kyle was killed in a car accident early in the morning on his way to work. My daughter in a nurse she called us first said she couldnt get ahold of Mike and to go get him. When I picked Mike up he was planting the strawberrys. It's funny how I can't remember anything from that day accept stupid details...
Mike didn't say anything in the trauck, once we got to the hospital, Mike stood there over Kyle..Mike was holding his hand, he looked at us, his face was empty. Kyle died shortly after that moment. Part of me thanks God he was given those last moment with Mike. Even thought he was unconscious, I have to believe that he knew that Mike was there. I never seen two people so much in love, and I only wish that I could of spent more time knowing their life together.
I lost almost 10 years of my sons life because of my ignorance. I thank God that Mike has let my wife and I in by showing us pictures, telling us stories, movies they made. But most of all their dreams. So, why did I want to post this? Therapy maybe, I have so much bottled up, and I cannot talk to people face to face. I am becoming an old man who was set in his ways.
I miss my son, I just wanted you to know that."
Don't know what I can say after that. Perhaps a respectful silence is the only reponse.
--Kudz