65 Is the New 80
New Year’s Eve 2017: my sixty-fifth birthday. As I write this, slightly more than a month before the dreaded day, I wish I could...
Guilt-Free Memories
In May 2016, I met photographers Saul Bromberger and Sandra Hoover when they exhibited at a dinner hosted by Project Open Hand in celebration...
The Prodigal Queer
When I first heard last year that my alma mater—West Virginia University, in Morgantown—had opened a new LGBTQ+ Center, I must admit, I was...
Meet Tommy, My Tumor
Meet Tommy, My Tumor
When you are a long-term survivor, it's always one thing after another
by Hank Trout
Sickness will surely take the mind
Where minds can’t...
The View from Down Here
Around the first of April of this year, I began using a wheelchair when I leave the apartment. This was an inevitability that I...
I Didn’t Become a Long-Term Survivor by Keeping My Mouth Shut!
I Am My Own Best Advocate
Never hesitate to challenge your doctors—you know your body best!
by Hank Trout
A couple days before Thanksgiving 2016, I woke...
Rethinking Magical Thinking
Relentless "Gratitude"?
Maybe the glass really is half-empty, & maybe that’s okay
by Hank Trout
It seems that every time I log on to Facebook and check...
Protecting Our Own Against Elder Abuse
Protecting Our Own
We are our first, last, best defense against abuse
by Hank Trout
At a recent Saturday morning coffee, I spoke at length with artist/photographer...
We Need to Remember AIDS Lessons Learned During the Coronavirus Pandemic
Have Americans Really Forgotten AIDS?!
We Need to Remember AIDS Lessons Learned During the Coronavirus Pandemic
by Hank Trout
In this time of confronting a deadly virus,...
Pride In Spite of It All
For the first time in the thirty-eight years since I moved to San Francisco in 1980, I didn’t attend the Pride Parade and Celebration...