S’Naked is a combination of the words “snow” + the word “naked,” combine the two together and s’naked is the result. The activity is nothing more than being out in the snow while naked, nude or clothes-free (boots or shoes are allowed). “What does one do in the snow?” Anything that you care to do! Build a snowman, throw snowballs, lie down and create “snow angels” by waving your arms, building a bonfire. Any number of activities may be done while s’naked! Be creative!
For the past several years, I’ve always posted here on USA President’s Day holiday of the weekend activities that Aaron, my spouse, and I attended with other same gender loving bare couples in the Washington, D.C., metropolitan area. This year, we decided not to go. I just wasn’t feeling very “presidential” even though it has now been three months since my father died. Our host understood and asked that we reserve now for next year and we agreed.
To commemorate St. Valentine’s Day together, take a photographic “selfie” (self picture) of you and your significant other, boyfriend, or spouse. This tiny gesture not only says “I love you” more than words can ever convey but it also serves as a visual reminder of where you are and who you’re with on Valentine’s Day, 2019. Caution: you may not want to save a bare image of you and your man on your phone, especially if you allow others to use it!
In commemoration of February being Black History Month here in the USA, a photo-oriented post showing some historical (vintage) images of Black gay bareness from days gone by. These are offered in the spirit of historical celebration and trying to document the tradition of gay, nude Black men in the recent history of African-Americans. Many of these photos date from the mid-20th century and often feature unnamed men whose life story, their personal history, is simply unknown and can only be speculation.
Every year during the month of February, the USA observes Black History Month. This time is set aside in order that we, as a nation, take the time to celebrate, commemorate and pay tribute to the contributions, dynamics, energy, and direction offered by all of our African-American citizens of both the past and the present. For too long the accomplishments of this segment of our national heritage were often neglected and overlooked due to ignorance, fear and prejudice. Fortunately, in many places, that is no longer the case.
This January is my second anniversary here with ReNude Pride although it is the actual third January being published here. This month was a celebration as the second year of publication was observed. In keeping with a tradition I’ve established here on ReNude Pride, at the end of each month I post a commentary on that month and what accomplishments, if any, were made and other pertinent thoughts worth noting. I use this as a tool of keeping readers informed as well as a measure of success.
My Father and the Reverend Dr. King
When my brothers and I were growing up, and my parents were still living in this country, I remember my father consistently and constantly sharing with all of us his recollections of the day that he “marched with Dr. King.” My siblings and I would roll our eyes as we had to endure his endless recounting of his participation at the national March for Jobs and Freedom on the National Mall. Even before we understood what exactly transpired that day, we all matured knowing that our father was there.