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“[Having months to live] was terrifying. When you are young and filled with hope, and suddenly there is none, you find yourself in a very scary, lonely, destructive place,” said Dean, about learning he had HIV. Because of the medical community’s lack of understanding about the disease, hospitals weren’t very open to accepting HIV/AIDS patients, either. Many were left untreated and socially isolated with only each other to lean on.
There was a time when our community didn’t offer such extensive social programming through the government. That was also a time before taxation. (Insert sarcastic emoticon here). However, it was the people of the community who knitted socks for the war effort, ran soup kitchens, organized work parties, and held up the fort in all the arenas where life had intervened causing shortfalls. Neighbours would divide their crops, families would open their homes to share what they had.