For the Long Run

When people discover that I have been a committed atheist since the age of nine (blame Methodist Sunday “Bible School”), they often ask, “Well,...

Halloween always reminds me of the curious fact that we all enjoy being scared. Whether it’s watching campy Bela Lugosi or Boris Karloff movies...

Do You Remember Your First? The first loss is the deepest, the hardest, the scariest by Hank Trout Every long-term HIV survivor on the planet has stories...

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...

Around the first of April of this year, I began using a wheelchair when I leave the apartment. This was an inevitability that I...

Voice & Dance Lessons We should remember to celebrate friends helping friends by Hank Trout Friends have brought to my attention that my For the Long Run...

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...

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...

Kintsugi A Survivor's Reflection on World AIDS Day 2017 by Hank Trout When the Japanese mend broken objects, they emphasize the damage by filling in the cracks...

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...