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My last boyfriend died Tuesday of AIDS complications, and after traveling to LA today, where he lived, I went to his memorial service and reception. He was an amazing guy, a former Mormon, with a huge heart and astonishing determination to fight illness after illness. When we were together four years ago, he endured two heart attacks, chemotherapy and KS, and I never heard him complain once. In fact, he often cheered me up. He was an inspiration in many ways, although we had sadly drifted apart the last couple of years. Anyway, I can’t focus on much else right now. He never made it to forty. God bless, Brad. It was a great blessing to have shared part of our lives together.