Even at church, people would not shake my hand.
My family and I held no hatred for those people because we realized they were victims of their own ignorance.
Listening to medical facts was not enough. People wanted one hundred percent guarantees.
People would get up and leave so they would not have to sit anywhere near me.
Rumors of sneezing, kissing, tears, sweat, and saliva spreading AIDS caused people to panic.
How could these people in the public eye not be afraid of me, but my whole town was?