What horrifically happened to Mikey Partida affected his family and loved ones. It shook up, actually is waking up, our friendly city of Davis. In real life, being gay isn’t as safe as it is on TV with “Modern Family,” “Glee” and “Ellen.” Yes, Davis is still progressive in many ways, but we can’t purge hate from our Yolo County oasis.
The good news is the compassionate and empathetic response to Mikey’s suffering. Not that anything is really “good” about this, but it also awakened the good folks of our city. I imagine that Mikey, his mom Gloria Partida and their family can tell by the love and support coming their way that Mikey is so well-loved in our community. What Mikey and family are receiving now is a direct reflection of how much love and support they give to others.
And I don’t mean this to sound harsh, but sometimes it takes a ghastly attack or a fatal disease to discover how much people love and support us. We are our community — we create our lives to be wonderful. And then some human comes upon us ignorantly and hatefully, possibly cutting our protective circle of love. But that love, our embracing strength, becomes even more solid.
For six years, Mikey and I have been co-workers at the Davis Food Co-op, and I remember the day he was hired — I fell in love with him, in an “aunt” sort of way.
The Co-op supports our community in many ways. In this case, the Co-op matched the first $1,000 of other donations. Yes, we can. Si se Pueda ! We love Mikey; we love our community.