Two years and seventeen days after I first met him when making fun of his white belt, Jesse made my prediction come true and moved here. He will make his home at Jeremy's while my army brat is on assignment in Columbia. In true form, Jesse's father drove him here from New York (what Jewish father wouldn't).


Today was taken up with the annual Aids Walk and we had to be up and ready at 8 AM to pass out water to the walkers. Frankie, James, Erin, Henry and Gustavo formed my right flank. The Latin left flank, led by my beloved Ray, marched; we are now on our way to his Latino Night. There is no rest.