That night, standing in Stonewall, I could not have imagined what the next few hours would do to change the...
I took a shower this morning. I am clean. I might work out at the gym later, or maybe the...
Lesley was my closest friend to become sick in the 1980s, and he fought bravely until his death from AIDS....
The musty gym bag stays in my closet, ironically enough. Inside, a crumpled black wig fights for space with a...
My brother Richard smiles a lot. He has an easy laugh. But there was a time, years ago, when he...
Hell hath no fury like a privileged white gay man who has waited too long for the next Pride parade...
The International Olympic Committee (IOC) is a very touchy organization, most especially when it comes to the Olympic rings. They...
It was 1975 and I was 14 years old, all gangly limbs and stubborn acne, and I was sitting in...
Some years ago, I told someone that I was HIV positive before I agreed to his invitation for a date....