Story 30
30.
HIV is the 30 year old bully that inspires other bullies to rant anti-gay slogans across the face of our planet. When HIV was not yet a teen, in 1989 it bullied my brother and caused him to take his own life, an event never to be healed.
Jeffrey would be 58 this year. He possessed such promise for my parents. The last of seven children, he was the first and only sibling to graduate from college. He was focused, continuing to study at the university to earn the ‘M’ in his title, MBA - CPA. That pride is still visible as my parents had it engraved on his headstone.
The day we buried Jeffrey, I drove to the maternity hospital where he was born. Standing on the grassy area beside the old wing, I remembered our father taking us there to see the new baby on August 11th 1953. My father went in while the six of us waited on the lawn. In a few minutes mom and dad came to a window on the 2nd floor, my baby brother in her arms. It is my favorite image of Jeffrey and a most happy memory.
I write about him as a tribute to his life well remembered by our family. I write about him as a plea to those who can assist in healing the many who suffer. I write about him as a caution to those now coming of age and may meet a friendly face that conceals the HIV bully.
by Anonymous





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