The last time the AIDS quilt was small enough to be shown all at once. Pasadena Rose Bowl
I was a monitor for three long but and heartbreaking but fulfilling days.
I’m standing by my brother’s first partner’s square on the Quilt. This was the last time the entire quilt could be laid out in one place. It was at the lawn of the Pasadena Rose Bowl. I was a monitor every day it was there. I was honoured to do it.
We were assigned squares to watch over with our handy big box of Kleenex. We folded every night and unfolded it every morning. It was a hard weekend but well worth it. I’d do it again in a heartbeat.
The last time the entire AIDS quilt was in Southern California. I was a volunteer and found way too many friends with quilt squares in cluding Steve, my brother’s first partner. That’s the square I’m standing by.
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