How can one get soooo behind in not even a week?! Augh. Anyway, because I’m so loopy and behind at the moment, I did not notice something, and many of you wonderful and kindhearted friends and whatevers o’ mine who participated in the Dockers Khakis-sponsored 24-hour donation for the San Francisco AIDS Foundation’s Link @ Life a couple of months ago probably got the same e-mail I did today regarding today, which is World AIDS Day. Allow me a little Lynnster graffiti leeway here…
All I ask is that you all please take just a moment out of your evening or day to remember the thousands upon thousands who have lost their lives to this horrid disease that’s become the plague of the century, and hope for a moment with me that someday the death toll of this disease will disappear forever. Even if you’ve been fortunate enough not to have lost a friend or loved one to this disease – in which case you should also reflect on how fortunate you are – if you know me, and especially if you know me well, then you’ve been affected because I have been affected. It’s my hope that someday they’ll finally find a cure and I will never, ever again have to watch someone I care about lose their life to this nasty disease long before it ever should have been time for them to go. Anyone who’s never seen it cannot possibly imagine the horror, and I hope that none of you will ever have to know.
While I’m at it, now seems like the perfect time for something I’ve been meaning to do, which is to give a great big rousing Lynnster Zone salute to one of the Zone’s best friends and supporters, as well as being one of my own dearest and favorite friends, Stefanie O. way up in Boston, who missed the chance to participate in the Dockers thing a couple of months ago and instead made a mighty and wonderfully generous donation to Memphis AIDS resource center Friends For Life in memory of the three friends I have lost to this disease. I simply cannot say enough about this way cool chick’s kindness and generosity, not only regarding FFL, but also in being a fabulous friend whose (generous and wonderful again) support of the Zone has very much helped to keep the Zone online this year as well as helping your Webmistress keep her sanity intact over the past year or so, helped keep said Webmistress from doing a lot of really stupid things, and basically has just been one of the very best friends a blonde chick could ever ask for, and she already knows this but I thank her anyway. If you look up “True Friend” in a dictionary, Stef’s picture would be there (lookin’ like Julianna Margulies and all, heh… and speaking of, we think y’all should know that it would appear that 9 out of 10 people look like someone on ER. Really, think about it, you’ll see!). (giggle) Anyway, this is my public salute to the mighty Stef here on World AIDS Day for such a generous and kind donation to Friends For Life, and ‘cos Stef’s just the coolest anyway.
There are three people you unfortunately will never have the pleasure to know because of this awful disease. Christy, she of the famous (to the Zone, anyway) brother Jay W. who continues to be a thorn in my side to this day… Christy who told better jokes than me, had a messier dorm room than I did back in college, and wanted everyone to know she got this disease from the only guy she ever slept with, back in the time when most of us didn’t even really know anything about AIDS except that it was what the actor Rock Hudson had died from. She may not have become famous like the late Alison Gertz, but she was just as brave and always hopeful that someday the world would stop seeing AIDS as just a “gay disease” and understand that it could happen to heterosexuals, and females, like her, too. She was darned angry, and rightfully so, to be dying before the age of 25. When my own 25th birthday came along, as much as I hated it and griped about it (a day which still lives in infamy among my current and former co-workers), I was just glad to be having one. It is now somewhat unbelievable to me that this beautiful young woman who was so full of life has now been gone from this earth for almost a decade now.
Then there was Scot D., kind and gentle and generous and in my life all too briefly and had a cooler and bigger record collection than I. I didn’t know that this disease had taken him until it was too late to do anything or say goodbye, and for that reason I am truly grateful for Memphis’ Friends For Life, which was there for him when he needed it.
And finally, another in a long line of Scotts and Scots and Skots I have known thru the years, my beloved, sweet, dangerously funny John Scotti Coletta, who I always threatened to marry if he hadn’t been so doggone obnoxious, prettier than Brad Pitt and sharper-tongued than me on even some of my best Dorothy Parker days, but a kinder-hearted soul you’d rarely meet under all that jest and bluster. KC complains that he never finds anything really gross on the Web anymore without Scot’s e-mails; I miss the early morning phone calls at my office, rattling away in my ear about something ridiculous when I’m not quite awake yet; and another Scott/Scot/Skot, Scott the Producer Guy, mused a couple of weeks ago that hanging out downtown just didn’t seem quite right without Herr Coletta’s trademark, way way too loud laugh punctuating every turn of the dinner conversation. It broke my heart like nothing else to see this tongue stilled so long before he took his last breath and left us all. I know Tim Vine stands with me in thanking so many for rallying ’round, in person, e-mail, or otherwise. Scot would be pleased, I’m sure, for me to tell everyone he was a real obnoxious pain in the neck, but he was a nice pain in the neck. (giggle)
Anyway… these were real people and friends to me just like yours are to you, or maybe just like I am to you if we’ve had the good fortune to meet, and there are thousands of others just like them from all walks of life, homosexual and heterosexual, black and white and others, male and female, who have left us because of this needless waste of a disease. All I ask is that you take a moment to remember all those thousands. But, if you’re so inclined and would like to do something else, Stef and I would be honored to direct you to either of these two things… you can click here to visit the Until There’s A Cure website and check that out, or you can contact Friends For Life at this snailmail address: 1450 Poplar Avenue, Memphis TN 38104. Whether you choose to purchase a bracelet from UTAC, make a donation to Friends For Life, or just take a moment right now to think and remember, we’re just as grateful.
I guess the moral to this story is don’t waste your life on stupid stuff and do it up right while you can. Actually, that might even be a better memorial to them and all the others than anything else. Thanks for listening, and good night for now… still gotta unpack, blah…