As a gay woman reading your article about Discover Annapolis Tours' decision to cease wedding transportation in order to avoid serving same-sex couples, I had only one thought: "Oh no, my dream wedding is ruined!" ("It's back to the barn for wedding trolleys," Dec. 25).
My ultimate wedding fantasy of traversing the streets of Annapolis with a trolley operator judging my lifestyle with soul-piercing stares has been shattered. Doesn't every little gay girl dream of having the love she feels condemned by a conductor awkwardly trying not to make eye contact? The universe can be so cruel.
Just to torture myself, I checked out Discover Annapolis Tours' web site. Reading the testimonials was perhaps the hardest part. A 10-year-old describes the trolley tour as "cool," a teenager called it "awesome" and someone in 1995 declared it to be "the best seven dollars I ever spent."
That's when it really hit me: Riding that trolley is the key to the perfect wedding, and Katie, you are never going to do it.
So, farewell Discover Annapolis Tours wedding department. It's hard to imagine my wedding without you.
I take solace in knowing that I can still take a non-nuptial tour on your trolley. In fact, I am planning to book the Kunta-Kinte-Alex Haley Memorial tour I saw on your website, which "symbolizes the triumph of the human spirit in very difficult times."