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A young gay couple holding hands on a train and an overheard comment stirred powerful memories for a gay man who survived the terrifying heights of the AIDS epidemic.
Tucker Shaw, an editor for America’s Test Kitchen and Cook’s Country, took to Twitter recently to share a personal journey through a time not so long ago.
“I overheard a young man on the train on the way home today, talking to another young man,” Shaw begins. “Holding hands. In college, I guessed. About that age anyway. Much younger than I am.”
“He was talking about AIDS, in a scholarly way. About how it had galvanized the gay community. How it had spurred change. Paved the way to make things better, in the long run.”
“The long run,” he repeated.
“Maybe he’s right. I don’t know. It’s not the first time I’ve heard the theory. He spoke with clarity and with confidence. Youthful, full of conviction. But.”
And with that ‘but,’ Shaw began a look-back with a tone and manner that only experience could inform in order to express so vividly.
“Remember how terrible it was, not that long ago, during the worst times. How many beautiful friends died. One after the other. Brutally. Restlessly. Brittle and damp. In cold rooms with hot lights. Remember? Some nights, you’d sneak in to that hospital downtown after visiting hours, just to see who was around. It wasn’t hard.”
“You’d bring a boom box. Fresh gossip. Trashy magazines and cheap paperbacks. Hash brownies. Anything. Nothing. You’d get kicked out, but you’d sneak back in. Kicked out again. Back in again. Sometimes you’d recognize a friend. Sometimes you wouldn’t.”
Shaw’s memories continued.
“Other nights, you’d go out to dance and drink. A different distraction. You’d see a face in the dark, in the back of the bar. Is it you? Old friend! No. Not him. Just a ghost.”
“At work, you’d find an umbrella, one you’d borrowed a few rainstorms ago from a coworker. I should return it, you’d think. No. No need. He’s gone. It’s yours now. Season after season. Year after year.”
Then, Shaw seems to take a somewhat more personal turn.
“One day you’d get lucky and meet someone lovely. You’d feel happy, optimistic. You’d make plans. Together, you’d keep a list of names in a notebook you bought for thirty cents in Chinatown so you could remember who was still here and who wasn’t, because it was so easy to forget. But there were so many names to write down. Too many names. Names you didn’t want to write down. When he finally had to go too, you got rid of the notebook. No more names.”
“Your friends would come over with takeout and wine and you’d see how hard they tried not to ask when he was coming home because they knew he wasn’t coming home. No one came home. You’d turn 24. When he’d been gone long enough and it was time to get rid of his stuff, they’d say so. It’s time. And you’d do it, you’d give away the shirts, sweaters, jackets. Everything.”
Shaw then leans into even more detail.
“Except those shoes. You remember the ones. He loved those shoes, you’d say. We loved those shoes. I’ll keep those shoes under the bed. You’d move to a new neighborhood. You’d unpack the first night, take a shower, make the bed because it’d be bedtime. You’d think of the shoes. For the first time, you’d put them on. Look at those shoes. What great shoes.”
“Air. You’d need air. You’d walk outside in the shoes, just to the stoop. You’d sit. A breeze. A neighbor steps past. ‘Great shoes,’ she’d say. But the shoes are too big for you. You’d sit for a while, maybe an hour, maybe more. Then you’d unlace the shoes, set them by the trash on the curb. You’d go back upstairs in your socks. The phone is ringing. More news.”
“The long run. Wasn’t that long ago.”
The touching Twitter thread has had over 70,000 likes and been retweeted more than 19,000 times.
And readers did more than just click.
Several added their own remembrances of the height of the AIDS epidemic.
One man, RacerXJax, shared, “This had me in tears. I used to go down to THE hospital and seek out the dying brothers who had no one. They would tell me their story. I was with so many when they died.”
Another reader, Randy X Ochoa, wrote, “Once read about a man who worked in a gay bar. Everyday he’d come in and this group of men would be huddled around a local gay newspaper looking at the reported aids related deaths. One day he came in and they were crying not bc someone died, but because no one had that day.”
Amalia Morris was clearly there: “NYC – 1985-91. St.Vincent’s hospital, Gary’s bedside, middle of the night. Nurse down the hall singing, ’see the pyramids along the Nile…’ hearing her walking into rooms, ‘goodnight angel.’ Fluorescent lights and beeping monitors. Memories are never far.”
And Andrew Wortman expressed his thanks, saying, “This is beautifully written and heartbreaking. Thanks for enlightening a millennial gay about this.”
You can find the full thread on Twitter here.
If this ends up working, this would be fantastic.
Researchers at the University at Queensland in Australia have found a treatment that appears to help remove one of the kinds of plaque in the brain that lead to Alzheimers:
Publishing in Science Translational Medicine, the team describes the technique as using a particular type of ultrasound called a focused therapeutic ultrasound, which non-invasively beams sound waves into the brain tissue. By oscillating super-fast, these sound waves are able to gently open up the blood-brain barrier, which is a layer that protects the brain against bacteria, and stimulate the brain’s microglial cells to move in. Microglila cells are basically waste-removal cells, so once they get past the blood-brain barrier, they’re able to clear out the toxic beta-amyloid clumps before the blood-brain barrier is restored within a few hours.
The team reports fully restoring the memories of 75 percent of the mice they tested it on, with zero damage to the surrounding brain tissue. They found that the treated mice displayed improved performance in three memory tasks – a maze, a test to get them to recognise new objects, and one to get them to remember the places they should avoid.
If all goes well, human trials could begin as early as 2017.