On Love in SF During the Early Years of the AIDS Epidemic
The love I shared with a man in San Francisco during these hard years still lingers with me — decades later.
I woke up this morning on World AIDS Day thinking about a guy I dated in 1983. His name was Tom, and he lived just around the corner from my Castro District flat. We would flirt as we passed each other on our way to or from work until we finally stopped and had a conversation. Then, we made a date to see a movie and began a very casual year-long relationship.
Tom helped cultivate a relationship built around the foundation of kindness.
Tom was so sweet and always had the biggest smile for me. But, he was also private and could be very emotional at times. He was the type of guy that would show up on my doorstep to drop off a cup of coffee from Cafe Flore on his way to work. While ...



