Despite all of these changes, we’re as committed as ever to making sure that nourishing, life-saving meals are available to people living with HIV and AIDS in the Denver metro area and Colorado Springs.
Why do I volunteer for HRC? Not because I am gay. Not because my brother or my mother or my best friend is gay. It’s because I cannot live in a country that is supposed to be based on freedom, yet continues to demoralize and punish those who are ‘different’ such as our neighbors, our friends, our colleagues, our family members, or maybe just a friendly stranger passing by.
Over the years, I have fondly, yet with a straight face, shared with my friends that I am writing a book called I have a Dream…and you’re not in it. No one really believes I will do it, but the impetus for me even saying it is something that I struggle with each day – when will we have a community with a coordinated dream where everyone is included?
Growing up in a large Catholic family, my mother was very in tune with keeping the household in some sort of organized chaos, assuring that everyone had her or his chores in mind. One of her more common phrases was, ‘“everyone is doing something.’
Carl Shepherd, my partner, now lives in a nursing home. I try to take him out to prevent bouts of cabin fever, but because I no longer drive, we have to use RTD, which is not bad considering the alternatives.
For many in our LGBT community, The Center is home.This year, 38,206 gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender and allied visitors came to our space and found hope, encouragement, love and support. All of our programs are made possible through generous support from our Colorado community; individual donors, volunteers, grantors, sponsors, and community partners like Out Front.
Growing up, I was not spared from being bombarded with advertising directed at young women. Products such as cosmetics – eyeliner, mascara and foundation – garments designed to enhance your breasts and diminish your waistline, crippling high heels, cancer causing hair removal products, are everywhere.
Many years ago, as a young adult, I thought I was alone with my experience of being a transsexual.
I called the Salt Lake City gay crisis line when I thought there was no other place to go: It was within the gay community that I found support – an experience that has been true for many other transgender people of my generation. I welcomed our inclusion in the LGBTQ movement. Even though our issues come from different orientations, we’ve had enough in common to be in solidarity with one another.