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Aside:
Many years ago, a friend and co-worker of mine died of AIDS, back when it was still referred to by many as GRID (gay-related immune deficiency disease) and was therefore considered by far too many persons, somehow and sickeningly, to be no big deal.
At the time, he was still in Washington at Amtrak headquarters and I had been transferred to Philly, but, after his diagnosis was known to those that cared, I had the good fortune to run into him on the platform at Washington Union Station and we shared a farewell hug.
(I will add that his supervisor, one of the company’s vice presidents, treated him with kindness, consideration, and charity.)
He was a good man and a good friend.
These hate-full bigots who call themselves “Christian” worship no Jesus that I know.
