I lost a friend

 

I first met my friend, Aaron in federal housing. For about six months, Aaron led a group of us seniors in dance. Ultimately, we were able to perform at Christmas time. I never became a good dancer, but Aaron knew it was important to have fun. 

Aaron had been a dancer on a cruise ship. I found him to be entertaining and fun. I got to know Aaron and learned about his brother, Drew. Unfortunately, Drew passed away of alcoholism.

I took Aaron to a radio station as he had cut a CD that I felt when understood deserved airplay. The radio station I took him to was not the right platform for his CD; however, I wanted to encourage him to keep trying, but Aaron suffered from depression and would drink like a fish. A sad thing is Aaron destroyed most of his C'Ds, but I still have one.

I wanted to be there for him as a friend. One evening Fred Cobb, my significant other, asked Aaron for help locating a fountain that I had as my daughter gave it to me when Fred accidently broke it. Aaron helped him order not one, but two fountains. I treasure the fountains.

Aaron thought about suicide and Fred went to Aaron's room to help him through it. Fred, a Vietnam Veteran, gave Aaron a hug. Fred said to me, "don't tell anyone, I hugged a gay man."

Fred suffered his own demons. We both cared about Aaron. He had aids and was facing a difficult journey. Ultimately, he was in hospice and passed away. Fred too was in hospice, and I lost him February 26, 2025.

I wanted to share Aaron's recording; however, I would have to invest in some additional equipment. Maybe one day.