At 60, The Mind Was

All Of My Peers Died Of Aids, And I Have No One To Celebrate My Past Or My Journey, Or To Help Me Pass Down Stories To The Next Generation. We Lost An Entire Generation Of Storytellers With Hiv.

Those Of Us Who Lived Through The Worst Of The Hiv/aids Epidemic From The Early 1980s Through The Mid-1990s Have A Very Special Spot In Our Heart For Home-based Health Care.

I Often Laugh And Say I Should Go Down To The Department Of The Interior And Register As An Endangered Species. I'm A Gay Man Over 60 And I'm Alive.

I'd Come To The Country To Do My Thoreau Bit, So I Needed An Office That Looked Out Onto The Woods For Inspiration. I Converted One Of The Bedrooms Into My Workspace And Through Its Windows Watched The Wildlife Appear Each Morning With The Sunrise. Many Were The Days I Would Sit In Wonder, Coffee In Hand, For Hours.

Over The Years, Hiv/aids Activists And Their Allies Have Been Pioneers In Creating New Frontiers In The Medical Establishment. Through Their Efforts, The Fda Drug Approval Procedures Were Reformed So Promising New Therapies Could Reach Desperate Patients Quicker.