Writer's Block: AIDS Awareness
Dec. 1st, 2008 03:02 am[Error: unknown template qotd]There's a whole period of my life that's gone forever because of it.
Back in the early 90's, I was a techno listening, Sex on the Beach sipping, gay dance club going party girl. I was a regular fixture at Club 21's Thursday "alternative night", which was one of the few gay/straight dance nights at the time. I would go out sometimes three, four times a week, mostly to gay bars, and made a lot of friends and knew a lot of bartenders/owners of clubs.
The first person I lost was Gary. He was opposed to taking AZT (it was still controversial to take it, and he was in the "no way in hell" camp). He died soon after moving back to California.
When I left the scene, I would find out from other former club hellions. It's like a sick game: "Hey, guess who died now?" I still really miss some of my bartender friends-they were like our Yodas, trying to show us the path.
I mean, you can never go back anyway, but the fact that the best and kindest people I knew from that time are all dead makes it even more so.
Back in the early 90's, I was a techno listening, Sex on the Beach sipping, gay dance club going party girl. I was a regular fixture at Club 21's Thursday "alternative night", which was one of the few gay/straight dance nights at the time. I would go out sometimes three, four times a week, mostly to gay bars, and made a lot of friends and knew a lot of bartenders/owners of clubs.
The first person I lost was Gary. He was opposed to taking AZT (it was still controversial to take it, and he was in the "no way in hell" camp). He died soon after moving back to California.
When I left the scene, I would find out from other former club hellions. It's like a sick game: "Hey, guess who died now?" I still really miss some of my bartender friends-they were like our Yodas, trying to show us the path.
I mean, you can never go back anyway, but the fact that the best and kindest people I knew from that time are all dead makes it even more so.