From the moment we met roller skating to his death we were always "in-love". Scout was my first true love, best skating partner ever and someone who never failed to amaze me with his ability to share love. The last time I saw him, we went to the zoo on a foggy day. We had a long history of walking thru the zoo holding hands and having some of our more intence conversations. He was off to a new job on a cruise ship in Hawaii and I would would leaving the following semester for SJSU. During my final semester, he called to say, he ship was going to "dry dock" in SF for repairs/upgrades. We made plans to meet at Pier 39. He never showed. That very morning he was told by the ships Doc that his was HIV positive. He knew he couldn't see me.
Somehow two years later a card just showed up in the mail (I had moved twice). It was right before his 40th birthday. He called to tell me he had AIDS and that he loved me. He died within days
Never a day goes by that I don't think of him, his devotion to me and all that he loved. Cordova was part of his love in a big way. I'm very grateful that I have him as one of the angels who watch over me.🌹