I've often thought I was born too late. I don't have time to write a long explanation of that, nor to rehash the things I've said before about gathering reliable information and evaluating acceptable risk, whether about HIV/AIDS or whatever.
So I was 18 in 1979 but sort of "stuck" in socially conservative San Antonio, in a Catholic church choir, shy, withdrawn, still uncertain about what to do about my sexual identity and desires. I
knew what I wanted, but in my unique convoluted way had to work it all out emotionally, mentally, even spiritually before I could actually
do anything.
Ah, well. If I only knew then what I know now.
