Thursday, July 27, 2017


  It's been alittle while since I wrote a blog. I felt compelled to write today after the wonderful Sunday I had.

This passed Sunday I was asked to be photographed for the October issue of the Gay Journal. The Halloween edition. how fun!  Of course I said YES! so I be-sparkled and be-spangled myself in the most brightest outfit so that I could be seen FROM SPACE!

after that..I went to work and did my business owner duties. After that I had the extreme privilege to be a judge for the Pride pageant at the Stonewall in Allentown PA

Now..all of you must know by now that our son is gay. So Clayton and I are staunch supporters of civil rights and the LGBT community. My husband and I so enjoyed the pageant and I must say, we got entertainment that could rival Broadway!!  It was outrageous and wonderful! My heart was so full of emotion when we returned home.

When we first came to the Lehigh Valley, we were a broken family.......we couldn't get our son Matthew the help he needed. We were at our wits end trying to figure out what to do. My family (mother, sister, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews) stopped talking to me. I was shunned. I had a gay no no..bad.   But all that emptiness created a vacuum, and they were replaced by the most wonderful and straight.  We are so blessed to have good people in our lives, to help us and to help Matthew.

So ladies and gentlemen...if you have not gone to a PRIDE event, I encourage you to do so. You will be loved, you will be happily surprised and you will be ENTERTAINED! Go with an open heart and hearts will open to you.  I wrote this poem below, dedicated to the LGBT community, the artist community, the entertainment community...because we are the outcasts, but I would rather be me, more than anyone else.

                      The Outcast

We are the artists, the gays and the weirdos
We are the crazy reprehensible ones
We are the element shunned by society
We are the tainted unfortunate sons

Always a smile in our face but not really
Fodder for gossip and laughable joke
We get used to the eyes looking at us with loathing
Depression sets in; so tired, so broke

Arrive at a party but not allowed in
Blocked from the entrance refused at the gate
hundreds of reasons we shouldn't be living
Bibles are open, hearts filled with hate

But we are the chosen ones who got the message
The special the savvy, the enlightened the wise
We figured it out and discovered the answer
We see the truth underneath all the lies

We are the artists the queers and the dreamers
We are the broadminded seekers of light
We are the warriors of dedication and truth
Defenders of men always fighting the fight

So do not get weary my fellow misfits
Who feel you have nothing and are in despair
You are the vibrant magnificent rainbow
You are the love.......take it and share  

   Rose Ellen Moore 7/26/17

9 W 4th Street
South Bethlehem, PA 18015

1180 Main Street
Hellertown PA 18055


Monday, February 20, 2017


Just the word makes my skin crawl. I cannot understand why.....why....why ......WHY??!?!?!?!?    Why would someone want to enslave people and make them fail....why would someone want to OWN someone....why would someone want to torture people?????   this is sick, twisted and sad.....

Today I feel nothing but sadness...over the last few days I've become more and more depressed....
But I feel now, more strongly than ever, the words that Bishop Desmond Tutu said awhile ago.....

And so I state to every person who supports racism.........I will not tolerate your stupidity......If you are doing something against another race.... I will not tolerate your stupidity... if you are in support of building up one race to disgrace or discredit another race....I will not tolerate your stupidity.   We need to rise above, but I don't know how. I see black people that are hurting, and from that hurt they are hating, and I cannot blame them or the pain they are feeling.

When I listen to Jon Stewart talk about this situation, I get emotional. ISIS is NOTHING compared to what WE are doing to OURSELVES here in the United States. 9 People have been shot IN A CHURCH where they were minding their own business worshiping, and in one second...9 families were RUINED! These were someone's wives, mothers, fathers, aunts, children......they were PEOPLE...HUMAN BEINGS!!!   If we drew blood from these victims, and drew blood from 9 white people, there would be no way they could tell whose blood is whose. It is a scientific fact. The only way is if one of them had a particular disease associated with a race of people. (sickel cell anemia or Taysachs disease ) Otherwise, blood is blood....that's it. But we are killing each other for something our bodies are wrapped in. It's absurd. I wish we could organize........but we have no leader...................

We are living in a time when the President of the United States, our commander in chief, receives no respect in Congress. Why is that ok? It doesn't matter if you like him as president or not....but he is MR. PRESIDENT....he was voted in there by a majority of the people....period. 

I am married to the most wonderful man in the world....and I feel like I have to defend my relationship with him to both black and white people. I shouldn't have to. We are bound by love...not because of our race, but because of our brain, our souls and our hearts.  

I don't know how this will be fixed...I don't know when or if ever this would be fixed....but all I know is I have to make something start with ME......NO TOLERANCE FOR HATE! ever....ever...ever.....
It doesn't matter if you hate me for being white, flashy, colorful or loud, or if I have a black husband ....I will not hate you back.  If I can't be part of the change, that means I'm part of the problem.......

Rose Ellen Moore
1729 W Tilghman Street
Allentown PA 18104