The Origins of Love

The Origins of Love

April 14, 2009 Commentary Thought of the Gay 7
A day at the mall

A day at the mall

When I was 15 years old, I met a girl who changed my life forever.  Her name was Crystal  [center in photo].  I was smitten by her beauty in spite of my homosexuality, and we became “girlfriend” and “boyfriend.”

The romance lasted a week because, as she would put it, “You’re more like a brother to me.”  I put it differently, “I don’t like girls.”

The next 17 years were filled with adventures, including long road trips throughout Texas, Louisiana and New Mexico.  We changed our names on our road trips and became Gustoff and Gaston – explorers and slayers of alligators (usually fried into little bites before we slayed them).  We shared audio books and stories of boys, jacuzzi tubs and shooting stars.  We laughed ourselves into uncontrollable fits and often nearly got our asses whooped by those who didn’t understand us.

One day, while in El Paso, Texas, we were standing in line at the store.  She saw a young man who had dyed his hair black and blonde, semi-skunk like.  She says, very loudly, but not where the young man could hear her, I hate when people dye their hair like that.”

Regrettably, a young woman in line in front of us had even more tragic hair.  The color of orange that does not exist in nature and usually results when someone of Hispanic decent attempts to peroxide themselves.  The woman, with “butt-hole lips” (the term we use for brown lipstick with black eyeliner used as lip liner) turned and says while popping her head, “You talking to me!”

Crystal starts laughing very hard and says, “Oh no, not you, that other guy. I don’t look up!”  This was a true statement.  Most of Cyrstal’s time was spent staring at people’s asses – a result of her wheelchair.  Looking up was something very difficult for her, reserved to the rare occasions of necessity.

At this point, Ms. Ese [Ms. Thang] says, “I started to say, at least say it where I can’t hear you.”

These sorts of adventures were common place with Crystal.  She always spoke what was on her mind and never worried about getting us in arguments with random strangers by accidentally offending someone she wasn’t even talking about.  Our memories are many, our love strong and our hearts forever bound together.

At 11:01 p.m. U.S.A. Central on April 13, 2009 at the age of 33 years old, after the most valiant struggle to survive ever witnessed, Crystal Marie Quiroz, beloved friend, wife, aunt, sister and daughter, left this Earth.  She was surrounded by friends and family until the very end.  She will be missed. will be sharing stories of Crystal to celebrate her life and love and I encourage those that have known her to share their own stories.

Thank you Lupe for your post: Crystal

A Family of Misfits: From Christophersays.

From Mindlgrrl’s Little Backyard – Too Little Too Late.

From our dearest MJ: She’s Gone.

From Dre-Dre: Crystal

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7 Responses

  1. MJ says:

    Thank you for this, Jason. Lex and I are making arrangements to be there for the funeral. Please let us know when you find out more about that.

    We love you very much.

  2. Pat Mumme says:

    Crystal was and will always be a part of our family. Her wit and charm will always remain with us in our hearts and life. Her smiled that melted all our hearts will remain with us forever. That is Crystal’s gift to us all.
    Mom Morris

  3. pngwnz says:

    What a wonderful family for all of you to be part of. I am so sorry for your loss and I hope your family finds peace in the memories of knowing her.
    Hopefully others can someday find a family of friends like yours. Take care of yourselves.

  4. Jonathan says:

    She will be missed for sure. She meant so much to so many people. There are so many memories.

  5. Jude says:

    I have never been good at finding words for these moments. It is so tragic to lose anyone but especially when they are so young. It sounds like she had the courage and wisdom to live every moment as herself. Many people never take that step in life. It sounds like you were both a gift to each other.


  6. PixieDrea says:

    Thanks for reminding me of the best times with her. She will be missed more than she would have imagined. I don’t have a blog or anything, so I started a myspace and placed my entry to her there.

  7. Dee says:

    This is awesome. It brought tears to my soul again! My eyes are drowning at this point, and only my soul can sob.

    This past week was wonderful to spend with you all. I can only “see” her as she stood there with us all on Monday. She was so wonderful to plan things out so well…the 13th will forever be hers!

    I look forward to the planning of the big birthday party…it’s going to be an awesome one!

    Love you…miss you!


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