(20th Anniversary Pictorial Ride)
Post #60:
My last post was mostly pictures, no story. Today, is mostly story, and only these two pictures, so enjoy excerpts from AN IMPOSSIBLE DREAM STORY, edited, however only Carl's name changed. The story came right from our Pride Ride News, following the bike trek:
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Picture #138
That evening, we accepted an invitation to stay with a humble gay family: George, Sean, and their pup Riddle. We held hands when the late news came on, hoping for some positive press. I couldn’t understand why reporters excluded everything except my own story. We watched whitewashed TV (appealing to white audiences) in this beautiful home and city of color. Somewhere, lost, was the message that my story had become the culmination of each and every act of mercy, each organized agency reaching out with empathy, and each inflicted person finding his or her own way to live with AIDS.
With tears of embarrassment gathered in my eyes, there fell a pause and one final revelation from the journalist—this one made a difference. While showing the picture of a beautiful young man of color, the reporter articulated, “Santa Cruz suffered a great loss today when the intelligence, wit, and talents of this 24-year-old son joined the countless, faceless numbers in becoming part of our lost future.” The volume went silent for about ten seconds, featuring the picture of a Latino boy, titled “Angel, 1971-1995.” We knew the impact of such sensationalism; there was hope. Perhaps a couple corporations will now sponsor this agency of angels for angels. “This mile is for the brave, sole journalist who dared make a difference, and God bless Santa Cruz.” ] (Pictures from August 17, 1995)
— with George Diaz, Santa Cruz, Sean from Santa Cruz and Riddle from Santa Cruz
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