ビリー・エイチュナーさんのインスタグラム写真 - (ビリー・エイチュナーInstagram)「This wasn’t that long ago. We’re lucky to be alive. And we must keep fighting for equal protection for all in our community, especially our most vulnerable. I just made a donation to @theokraproject which provides essential food and resources to our black trans and GNC communities. Link in my bio if u wish to do the same. And thank you to @theaidsmemorial for continuing to tell stories like this one below. Happy Pride. ・”David took up residence in a room not far away. His mother, Alice, and one of Haven House's nurses were in the room when I pushed open the door to ask if I could come in. David was momentarily alert, even cheerful, but he'd been "coming in and out" of consciousness according to his mother. He was so excited that I was there he acted almost like a child being visited by a baseball star. I felt strange. Alice adored David. If he were childlike again — welcoming the stuffed animal she'd brought today — she was happy to be motherly, to care for her child. When she sat in a nearby chair, and he smiled, she beamed. Her hands constantly smoothed the sheets. His slightest movement was her cue to act, and she knew what each movement meant, what he wanted. A shiver in his arm meant he wanted to be moved. A turn of the head meant he needed a drink. She was stoic without being cold, in charge without being overbearing, caring for her man-child as he slipped away. They took such joy in each other, such pride — she was his caregiver and he was her hero. They sparkled together. David went peacefully on Thanksgiving evening, November 25, 1993.” — extract from “Angels in Our Midst” (1998) by Mary Fisher @maryfisherart #whatisrememberedlives」6月29日 7時42分