He had brown eyes as big as serving platters and muscles that fought the confines of the safe sex t-shirt he was wearing.Īt 26 years old, with my red hair and freckles that had not yet faded, I wasn’t used to having conversations with the kind of gorgeous man you might spy across a gay bar and wonder plaintively what it might be like to have him as a friend. Warner, the founder of the first AIDS organization in Los Angeles, LA Shanti. It wasn’t easy keeping my composure when I interviewed for my first job for an AIDS agency in 1987.
