Aids 1980

  We worked night shift
  and shared a bus home.
  Rod lived in Cambridge.
  He told me he was sick
  betrayed by his immune
  system. They'll cure you.
  I never saw him again. Shifts
  changed and we all moved on.
  He went to hospice care and
  rattled when he breathed
  and used a cane until he was
  bedridden and died quiet.
  His obit in the Boston Globe
  spoke of his kindness to all.