Must have felt that way 30 years ago as doctors, nurses and the CDC faced a mysterious wasting disease viciously attacking young people that only seemed to grow worse as it became better known as AIDS. Mountains can consume a landscape but are not insurmountable and the best part about rolling down the other side is the momentum used to make the next one seem less ominous.
Over 3 days next week, I’ll pedal my bike over 3 mountain passes – one for each decade of AIDS in the world – recall the struggles and triumphs of the past and visualize the hope we bring to the future.
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