Revisit the Past—Just Don’t Wallow in It
Revisit the Past
Just Don't Wallow in It
by Hank Trout
As I sat in the sun in my wheelchair earlier, plotting what I was going to...
The Tornado Has Returned
The Tornado Has Returned
Time Passes, But Often Pandemic Responses Remain the Same
by Hank Trout
The 1980s were one long violent tornado.
Those were the first words...
Thanks to Whom?
When people discover that I have been a committed atheist since the age of nine (blame Methodist Sunday “Bible School”), they often ask, “Well,...
AIDS2018? AIDS2020? AIDS2022?
AIDS2018? AIDS2020? AIDS2022?
What If They Held a Conference and Nobody Came?
by Hank Trout
By now, everyone reading this knows that, due to concerns over the...
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...
Lean On Me
Lean On Me
A trusted tool, an ugly reminder
by Hank Trout
It’s tiresome manipulating a cane in one hand and an umbrella in the other. It...
Stay Angry and Make Trouble
Stay Angry and Make Trouble
We can't afford to wait around for a cure—demand it!
by Hank Trout
Since the end of the AIDS2020: Virtual conference of...
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...
Surviving Survivor’s Guilt
Over the years, I’ve chatted with many other HIV/AIDS long-term survivors about the myriad complications of being among the “AIDS Generation,” those of us...
No Retreat, But Surrender?
One would never know to look at me now that, from 1992 through 2004, in a gym that I set up in a large...