I wished Todd were in town this weekend. We might have gone to dinner and a movie tonight. But he’d gone back to New York for an ACT UP conference. In the last year he’d become increasingly involved in the L.A. chapter of the group. His own health was fine, although, like me, he was a hard-core refusenik when it came to taking the test. He’d lost a number of friends though, more than I had. But then Todd had always had more friends to lose. I’d given money to ACT UP, but resist...
