Statistically, one out of every ten people is some kind of queer. Gay, bi, trans or straight-except-for-camping-trips. So we knew that in a town with a population of 1,400, there would have to be a few queers about town. We found their gender studies books in the second hand book store. We knew they were here.
After three months of networking, we finally asked the right person. She apparently called her gay women friends and said “There are two more lesbians in town!” A few days later there were posters for a “Lesbian & Bisexual Women’s social night” for this Thursday. Last night. On our knitting night.
We weren’t going to skip out on Donna and our knitting night. Knitting night is my favourite night of the week, and why oh why does the queer social networker have to be on a Thursday?
Donna said the same thing! “Oh why Thursdays! You’re going to steal my lesbians!” No way Donna, we’re not going to ditch you.
We were spinning and carding and knitting away last night, when Lily walks in and introduces herself. And outs herself. Halleluiah!
So there are five self-identified lesbians in Ukee now, that we know of. There are more in Tofino, I’m sure. Maybe the queer social night will flush ‘em out. Not that it matters all that much out here. Everyone just goes about their lives like everyone else. There are no night clubs or specialty book stores to separate us. This small town has totally accepted us, people have welcomed us into the community, taken us under their wing. I don’t *need* a gay community here in the way I needed it in Toronto, but it’s just nice to know who the other queers are. That way we don’t feel like the only ones.