By Tim Kingston I have been suffering from what could best be termed “temporal whiplash” lately. I am part of a group that organized a June reunion of AIDS activists for the 25th anniversary of the VI International AIDS Conference, held in San Francisco in 1990. At that time, I was a reporter loosely affiliated with the […]

The following essay is anonymous.  The author wanted to share his experience of grieving — and not grieving — during the early years of the AIDS epidemic with a degree of honesty that made it impossible to publish under his own name.   I know I’m not the last man standing, and I know that […]