Nathaniel needed a research assistant and Dom needed one more thing to oversaturate his college schedule. A working dinner was arranged. A very sexy argument ensued about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. It turned out Dom didn’t have time for research but had time for Nathaniel. Nathaniel could live without the research but he couldn’t live without Dom. Across several oceans and a number of years, Dom and Nathaniel finally landed in their peaceful corner of Brooklyn.
Sometime in early 2013, Nathaniel decided he was probably ready. Dom had been ready since ’09. Nathaniel thought Dom’s July birthday could make an ideal time but the LA Times had a different plan. The paper offered him an op-ed in June–wedding month–and in a late draft Nathaniel snuck in a proposal. He prevailed on the editors to hold the article until late on a Saturday so he could pop the question, article in hand, in the hours just before dinner. He printed out the piece and asked Dom to read it, then (after two false starts, thinking he’d gotten to the money part), he rushed over, knelt down and presented a chocolate cupcake with a red garden rose sticking out of it. Dom said yes (and it’s on Facebook, so he can’t take it back).
If you want to read the article where it happened, it’s here: http://articles.latimes.com/2013/jun/09/opinion/la-oe-0609-frank-gay-marriage-20130609